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Myself Sandhya Relwani, as per my name you’ll know that I belong to Sindhi background. I’m recently married to Kaplesh Relwani. Unlike other Sindhi’s Kaplesh family is of middle-class background. My family is also from middle-class background so it wasn’t an issue for marriage.

I was a virgin at the time of marriage, and so was Kaplesh. We had a decent marital night and lost our virginity to each other.

I’m 5 feet 7 inches tall, fair skin with thick thighs. My hips are around 34 and my boobs having the same size of 34. My waist is 30 inches and I have jet-black thick hairs which reach halfway to my thighs. My lips are puffy and pink, and I look extra charming with big eyes and an oval face.

I have little influence on the look from East India on my face, making me more attractive. When nude, I can cover my whole front body with my hair, and it is impossible to see my boobs and pussy. My butts are raised and curvy.

That’s why my husband always wants to fuck my asshole. He had tried a few times but never managed to get inside. He’s average 4.5 inside long though have an athletic body.

Kaplesh showed me a few XXX movies and wanted me to give him a blowjob. I was reluctant in the beginning but tried later on. Slowly I mastered this part and gave him good blowjobs. I even started to gulp down his cum which pleased him a lot.

Before marriage, I didn’t know that his family was in high debt. With home loans and mortgage loans, they had high debts. After 3 months of marriage, these things opened up. I, too, realised that with 5 mouths, one earning member wasn’t enough.

Kaplesh suggested I take a job. He knew I was a trained beautician but never did any work on that. With my content, he started searching for a job with high pay. He found a job in his circle only. He had a friend named Razak and a common friend named Hashim Sayyed.

He ran a Unisex beauty parlour with his brother Haroon Sayyed. They were from rich backgrounds and had upper-class customers. Razak introduced them with me and Kaplesh for this purpose. They told us that they didn’t have any openings.

I doubted that and felt they were reluctant to offer me a job. They just wanted to get rid of us and disagreed with me working there. While we were requesting them, one middle-aged guy banged into us. He looked at me and asked, “New Joiner? Nice!” Before I could say anything, he went outside.

Hashim and Haroon looked at each other. Then Hashim said, “OK! We can manage an opening. But we will only pay 30k Plus 10K allowances in the starting. Eventually, we will raise the salary and allowances.”

It was just double of my husband’s salary so there was no use in saying no to it. But then a problem hit us. The working time of the parlour was from 2 PM to 11 PM and sometimes even extended to 1 AM. Morning time, they kept the parlour closed.

Kaplesh called my in-laws and after a little discussion, they permitted us. Kaplesh worked nearby, and his shift ended at 10 PM. So he said that he’d wait for me and pick me up while going home. Hashim said that he was fine with leaving me at 10 PM. But on odd occasions, I will be required to stay back.

The field was set, and I joined the next day itself. The first problem that hit me was the dress code of the attendants. It was a semi-transparent Spaghetti Strap Dress with tie straps on the shoulders. The dress was cream in colour and 50% transparent. So, the inner must be visible from it.

The owners had the solutions for that, too. The inner wears were specially ordered and were of skin colour. So, with those tightly fitted inners, most girls looked naked underneath. My skin colour was clicked, and inners were ordered. The dress reached high above the knees and displayed 75% of the thighs.

We were asked to come and get dressed in the parlour and at the time of leaving, change in our home outfits. The setup of the parlour was slightly different from the regular. The front setup had a glass wall on the front with a glass gate. People passing by could easily see inside.

Behind this setup was a closed chamber setup. It was covered by all sides and had a sliding door. Third was just above this chamber setup, and stairs took us there. The owner’s cabin was just beside this above setup. There were a few girls specially appointed for these setups.

As I told earlier it was a unisex parlour. So, both men and women visited the parlour. Even after being a unisex parlour, all attendants were females only. The age group was between 20 and 30 years. I started working from next day. I observed that the guys touched the attendants vulgarly sometimes.

They didn’t object at all and kept their task on. I was usually given female clients only. So I didn’t have to face such types of assaults. The staff, including me, observed that the shopkeepers around started to pay more visits to our shop after I joined. Some of the staff gossiped about that with me.

I observed that but didn’t pay attention towards those guys and avoided any conversation. The washroom and the changing room were combined and were at the left of the whole setup. It was both men’s and lady’s washrooms so we usually started to change after every customer left.

One day when I reached the shop it was closed. I called the owner, and he asked me to collect the key and open the shop. It was raining cats and dogs that day, and the road was flooded. That’s why everyone was late. I went to a side shop for the keys.

I opened the shop and waited there for the rest of the staff to arrive. I had already changed into my outfit. But after 1 hour too no one arrived. The owner called me and asked me to leave if I wanted as they, too are not in the mood to come to shop.

But as it was raining badly, I told him that I would wait until the rain subsided. After a few minutes, an unknown guy came inside our shop with sweets. He told me that he had opened a shop nearby and was offering sweets to the neighbours.

He asked about the owners, and I said that they wouldn’t be coming. He smiled and offered me sweets. I took one bar and had it. But he insisted on more, and he forced me for 3-4 bars. As I was all alone, I couldn’t refuse and swallowed 3-4 bars.

He tried to touch my waist and butt, but I swiftly moved away from him. I told him that I was going to close the shop so he should leave now. He smiled and left the shop. I wasn’t going to close the shop but told him a lie. As soon as he left, both the owners arrived. I was surprised to see them.

They told me that as I was all alone in the shop, that’s why they arrived. They asked me to inform them whenever I wanted to leave as they would stay back. I told them that I was staying for 30 minutes and would go after that. They asked me to leave directly and they will come downstairs after 30 minutes.

I went inside the changing room after the conversation. But as soon as I entered inside, I started to feel the heat building up. I started to sweat immediately, and my heartbeat started to rise. I had already taken off my Spaghetti Strap Dress and taken off my skin-coloured undergarments as well.

I was all naked and felt my pussy start getting wet. I was feeling the sensation of the same level that I felt after ½ hour of foreplay with my husband. The door was still ajar as I wasn’t expecting both of them for the next 30 minutes. I pushed one finger into my pussy.

But after fingering myself for a few minutes, I felt the need for the cock in my pussy, anyhow. It didn’t take me long to realise that the sweet bars had been drugged. It was some sex booster drug. It was already raising my mood level high. I sat in the corner and tried my level best to control my urge.

I was successful for a few minutes, but then it started to boost again. I looked around to find something solid to put inside my pussy, something cylindrical. But I couldn’t find anything and was getting desperate now. I looked outside and found Hashim walking the front section just in underwear.

He was expecting that I had left, so he went to the front door and locked it from inside. I had enough time to lock the changing room from inside. But my mind was not in senses. I took a heavy breath, and accidentally, my elbow touched a vase on the table.

The vase rolled to the floor. It was a glass vase, and it crashed badly on the floor. As it was a small room the sound echoed more than normal. I’m not sure if Haroon heard it or not, but Hashim came running to the changing room. As soon as he entered a few steps inside the room, he turned towards me.

He was shocked. He was shocked to see me all naked, without a thread on my body. He wasn’t expecting me in such a state but he looked at the vase. He scanned me from head to toe and saw lust building in his eyes. He asked, “Are you all right?”

I nodded my head. He asked again, “Should I stay?” I wanted him to leave but still, I nodded yes. He looked briefly at my boobs and towards my pussy. I was holding my pussy with my palm. As soon as he looked at my pussy, I removed my palm. He wasn’t aware of the drug part, but he was surely interested in me.

He asked, “Can I touch you?” I nodded my head, and as I did, he grabbed me in his arms. He kissed me full mouth, and his palms roamed my butt and back. I already wanted attention, and my body responded likewise. I grabbed him back and started to kiss him back.

He grabbed my waist and proceeded with his palm to my boob. He grabbed my left boob and started to maul it mercilessly. Instead of feeling discomfort, I moaned inside his mouth. I was holding his shoulder with one hand and proceeded with my other palm inside his underwear.

He was thicker than my husband and was a bit longer as well. But at that moment, my body didn’t care. He alternated his palm on both my boobs, and I grabbed his dick. I started to stroke his dick as much as I could. His underwear was tight enough and wasn’t giving any room.

I tried to grab his balls, too, but I couldn’t. Frustrated, I pulled his underwear downwards. It slipped down his thighs and fell to his ankles. I started to stoke his dick more freely and play with his balls. He was still kissing me and sucking my soul out of my body.

It was like an unexpected treat for him, and he didn’t want to miss this opportunity. He grabbed my ass and pulled me upwards. He walked a few steps and dropped my ass on a table. He left my lips and adjusted me on the table. He spread my thighs apart and fixed his dick on my pussy entrance.

His dick head slipped inside easily, and my pussy lips adjusted it. He grabbed my waist and pulled me closer towards him. I was holding his shoulder and waist. He was thick as well as long, but I wasn’t a virgin. Though it rubbed roughly on my pussy walls but it went inside smoothly.

As soon as it reached my depth, I moaned loudly. I moan during sex but never moaned that loud before. He kissed me back and started to give slow strokes. I, too, was moving my waist to support his strokes. Just then, Haroon entered the room. He, too, was shocked seeing me being fucked by his brother.

He came to his brother and tapped his shoulder. He left my lips and turned around. Haroon asked him what was going on. So, Hashim told him in short about the event. Haroon looked at me and asked, “He isn’t forcing you, right?” I nodded in negative, so he asked, “You’re willing for this?” I nodded back, yes.

He said, “Any issue if I join you two?” I nodded in negative and pulled him closer. I kissed him on his lips. While I was kissing Haroon, Hashim started to suck my nipples. Haroon started to get rid of his clothes, and I was pulled from the table. Now I was standing with Hashim’s dick still inside my pussy.

Haroon came towards my back and started to kiss my shoulders. He bends down, kissing all over my back and then on my ass. He even licked my asshole after spreading my ass cheeks. That was unexpected, and I moaned heavily. He started to kiss all over my back regions and was biting lightly.

I turned towards Hashim and said, “Please fuck me now.” Haroon was amazed to hear me saying those words. He said, “Wait, I’ll get some gel, we will fuck you both ways.” I nodded my head, and he went out and brought some gel. He applied the gel on his dick and spread my ass cheeks.

I had never done anal, but I was in no mood to tell him that. My brain wasn’t in proper senses, and fucking was the only cure for me. He kept his dick on my asshole and started to push it inside. I have heard anal is painful, but the drug maybe was making it easy. His dick vanished inside completely.

Haroon said, “You’re pity tight inside there.” I smiled and kissed Hashim.

As they adjusted, they started to stroke their dicks in and out, slowly in rhythm. I started to moan uncontrollably, holding my boobs by myself. After a few 20 strokes, Haroon said, “Smile for the camera.” Haroon was holding his mobile in his left palm.

My inner instinct told me that this picture would cause me trouble in future. But the sensation had taken my brains out. Maybe it was because of that drug. I grabbed both my boobs and smiled at the camera. He clicked a few pictures. Then I grabbed their head and smiled at the camera once again.

It was being captured, too. Hashim said, “Now smile at a mini recording.” He was holding a mobile in his left palm. I turned my face towards it. While I was facing the camera, they both started to give me slow strokes.

I moaned and said, “Yes, fuck me, fuck my both holes, make me your sex slave. Guys, you’re so good at sex.” Hashim kept the mobile on a shelf and kept the recording mode on. They grabbed my shoulders and tummy and started to give speed strokes. I had encircled my thighs around Hashim’s waist.

They were taking turns in mauling my boobs and kissing my lips. The speed increased minute by minute. Finally fucking me for more than 30 minutes, they both exploded inside me. They nearly exploded inside my pussy and asshole at the same time and grabbed me tightly.

I was heck tired, and so were they. They pulled their dicks out, and I moved into the washroom to clean myself. While I was cleaning myself, Haroon came inside, slapped my butt and washed his dick. After him, Hashim came inside and washed his dick. When I came out, they weren’t inside the changing room.

But I heard the shutter going down. I walked freely towards the front area. They were still naked, sitting on the sofa. I walked to them and sat in between. They gave me space, and I grabbed both their dicks. I started to stroke them gently and said, “I can stay back till 11. I’m not done yet. Can we do more?”

Both of them kept their palm on my thighs. I started to stroke their dick, but it wasn’t getting hard. So, I bend down a little to take Haroon’s dick in my mouth. As soon as I sucked his dick for a few moments, he started to grow in my mouth. Then I turned towards Hashim and started to suck his dick.

He, too, got his firmness in a few moments. I started to alternate between dicks of both of them. As soon as I gulped one dick, the other one played with my ass and asshole. They even played with my pussy. I was already wet and both were super excited to know that.

Haroon said, “You are a heck of a slut, and God knows how your husband satisfies bitch like you.” I didn’t pay any attention towards them and kept on sucking the dicks. When they were supercharged, they rolled the sofa into a mini bed.

Haroon reclined on the sofa-cum-bed and asked me to climb on his dick. I did as he asked and took the whole length inside my pussy. Hashim came immediately and spread my ass cheeks. He pushed his dick inside my asshole, which was already heavily lubricated.

I moaned loudly and started to grind my pussy on Haroon’s dick. I turn around to see the mobile situated on the table in record mode. I looked at the mobile with a smile and made a V sign with my fingers. I started to grind my pussy on Haroon’s dick.

In the meanwhile, Hashim was kissing and biting on my neck and shoulders. When my thighs started to pain, I reclined over Haroon. I kissed him on my own, and this was the time when Hashim grabbed my waist and started to fuck my asshole. After a few minutes, I rose to give pleasure of my pussy to Haroon.

This time, Hashim stopped and was busy playing with my shoulders and neck. My pussy was feeling the fullness of both the dicks, and it was quite satisfying. But the orgasm wasn’t building in me or either the guys. We continued to play like that for 45 minutes or more.

Now, both of them were getting desperate as well. They stopped me, and I was being pulled to stand in the middle of the room. Haroon came to me and spread my thighs. I got imbalanced, and Hashim grabbed me from behind. Haroon pushed his dick inside my pussy and lifted my thigh in his palm.

I grabbed both his shoulders when Hashim started to push his dick back inside my asshole. When both were inside, they looked at each other and started to thump me from both ways. However, their thumping was slow but unique. When Hashim pulled his dick out, Haroon forced it inside.

Likewise, when Haroon pulled it out, Hashim would force his dick inside. All the time, my pussy felt so filled, and a high sensation was flowing through my body. I was moaning all the time.

Roughly about 20 minutes passed when they both forced his dick inside and exploded nearly at the same time. I reached my orgasm as well, and I felt super exhausted by this continuous fucking. We all rolled on the sofa, and my eyes closed. I went into deep sleep.

When I woke up, I found Haroon shaking my shoulders. I opened my eyes and saw around. Hashim was sucking my one nipple and was fingering my pussy. I looked at the clock. It was more than 9:30 in the evening. The effect of the drug was gone already, and I was terrified of the consequences that I could face.

I tried to pull my nipple out, but Hashim didn’t want to let me go. Haroon scolded him, and he left my nipple and pussy. Hashim and Haroon were already dressed up. I was the one all naked.

Haroon said, “Go inside and clean yourself. We will open the shutter and keep the key on the table. You lock the shop and take the keys with you.”

I didn’t reply to anything and went inside the changing room. I washed my pussy and asshole and rubbed my whole body with a wet towel. Then I came out of the changing room and started to get dressed. I dressed neatly and fixed light makeup so that I didn’t look suspicious to my husband.

When I came out, Hashim and Haroon were still there. I was feeling very uncomfortable with their presence. Hashim handed me an envelope and said, “Your half salary in advance. We have raised your salary to 1.5 times.” I took the envelope and wasn’t looking in their eyes.

Haroon said to Hashim, “Brother, send all the videos and pictures to my mobile, and I will send what I have.” Hashim said that he will do that while Haroon will be driving. Hashim came to me and pulled me by my waist. Before he could kiss my lips, I turned my head.

His lips landed on my cheeks, but he gave a hard squeeze on my butt. Haroon had already rushed out, and Hashim too, went outside. It was already 9:50 and both of them left immediately. I kept the envelope in my purse, and before I could sit on the chair, my husband arrived.

He was amazed to see me all alone, but I said that all the staff had left around 15 minutes ago. He helped me in closing the shutter and then we started our journey home. After reaching home, I gave him the envelope and told him that my salary had been raised to 1.5 times.

He kissed me full mouth and was super happy with that. He tried to get intimate with me, but I requested him not to, as I was super tired. He was happy with the money and obliged my request. He slept immediately but I was awake for much longer.

Many questions were in my head. What would happen tomorrow? How would I explain the two about today? I decided to tell them all the facts about today, honestly. This gave me little peace of mind, and I slept immediately.

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Hello Friends. This is Venkatesh. I’m 19 years old. I’m here to share with you how I managed to seduce and impregnate my house owner’s daughter-in-law, Jayashree. She is 32 years old, has a dark brown skin complexion, regular body with a 34C bust.

Jayashree is so gorgeous that I fell for her the very first time I saw her. I completed my junior college in 2023. My parents stayed in Kolkata as my dad got transferred to his office. I am staying with my elder brother and his friend in Chennai.

Both my brother and his friend work in an IT firm.  All 3 of us shifted to the outskirts of Chennai near OMR as it was closer to their office. I chose to undergo a professional course where I had to undergo self learning predominantly.

It was my brother and his friend who searched and finalized this new house in June 2023. Our apartment was on the 2nd floor. Our house owner resides on the 5th floor. When we shifted to the new house, myself and our friend went to the 5th floor to collect the keys.

It was on that day I saw Jayashree for the first time. My friend was talking to her father-in-law, who is the house owner. At that time, Jayashree came out of her room. I saw her and was awestruck. I literally could not take my eyes off her.

Jayashree also saw me and smiled at me. Maybe she was feeling a little awkward as she smiled at me. She looked here and there and looked back at me as I was constantly gazing at her.

The next day, at around 5 pm, I went to the terrace. Jayashree was walking on the terrace. She was walking alone, but a few others were also around. Some were sitting on the chairs, getting some wind, and some were walking.

Jayashree noticed me. She smiled with a tight lip and nodded her head, asking me to join her. I started walking along with her. We got introduced to each other.

As we were talking, she asked, “Can I ask you something?” I said, “Yes.” With a smile on her face, she asked, “What were you doing yesterday when you came to get the keys?” I understood what she was asking. Instead of pretending, I asked her, “You mean I was looking at you constantly?”

She said, “Yes.” I replied to her, “I was actually helpless. You are so gorgeous that I could not take my eyes off you.” She gave a surprised look by enlarging her eyeballs and raising her eyebrows with a broad smile and asked, “It’s a compliment?” I said, “For now, yes, you can take it that way.”

Jayashree chuckled and said, “You seem to say a lot in the very first meet.” I said, “Yes, this is the first time we are talking. Though I’m a little nervous, I need to admit that I fell for you the moment I saw you.” She stopped and looked at me with a blank face.

Then, with a narrow smile, she asked, “You know that I’m married, right?” I said, “I know that, but I’m only saying the truth.” She looked into my eyes, smiled with a tight lip and started walking again. We walked together for another 30 minutes.

She changed the topic and enquired about me, my age, my education and my plans. We also discussed some general things. As she was about to go back to her house, I asked for her mobile number. She looked at me and said, “So soon? Be a little patient,” and left with the same staring smile at me.

I was confused if she liked me or if I should stop approaching her. But then I felt she did not get angry when I told her that I fell for her.

My brother and his friend would leave to office at 8 am and would be back around 7 pm. I started going to the terrace every day around 5 pm looking for Jayashree. Almost every day, she comes to the terrace to get some wind and walk for a while.

I started asking her questions about her likes, dislikes and her personal life. I understood that she got married 5 years ago. She and her husband were not planning a kid for the first 3 years of their marriage. In the last 2 years, she said that they were trying for a kid, but it was not materializing.

Over the next 3 months or so, I tried building a friendly relationship with her. She was very receptive and friendly. But I felt she was a little reluctant to cross boundaries. It took me more than a month to even get her mobile number. Every time I asked for her mobile number.

She would give me a doubtful smile at me with her tongue in her cheek. In July 2023, when I asked her number again, she asked me, “What are you going to do with my mobile number?”

I said, “To chat with you beyond meeting on the terrace. Also, looking at your dp, I can save on my imagination effort to some extent.” Not understanding what I said, she stared at me for a couple of seconds. Looking at her, I made a subtle hand gesture.

She then understood that I was talking about masturbating, thinking of her.

Opening her mouth wide open in shock, she slapped my arm with a shy smile and said, “This is too much.” I asked her to give her mobile number. She chuckled and said, “No. I won’t.” Looking at me from the edge of her eye, she gave a broad smile, closing one side of her face with her hand.

She then said, “You are talking too much. Mind you, I’m 13 years older than you. You are talking to me as if we are classmates.”

I replied to her, “I cannot see your age in your forehead or your neck. I have not had the privilege to check if your age is written anywhere under your neck. So, I don’t think of things which are not visible to me.”

She giggled for a while, and then she said, “Bye, I need to go.” She did not get angry at me for talking things openly. But something was pulling her back from committing anything. Finally, I got her mobile number in August 2023. We started chatting over messages. It was mostly friendly chats.

I picked moments where I could cross the border a little bit, trying to hit at her. Jayashree neither discouraged me from hitting at her. Nor did she take the discussion to the next level where I could propose to her for a physical relationship.

After about 3 months, in December 2023, we met on the terrace. I took up the topic, asking her, “What is your opinion about me?” She asked, “Meaning?” I replied, “Like, you like me?”

She thought for a couple of seconds and said, “Yes, I see you as a good boy. Trustable. That’s why I share my personal life topics with you.”

I asked her, “When you say that you like me, how should I take that? Like, I have very strong feelings for you. To put that straight, I have actually surrendered my soul and thoughts to you. Putting my tongue out, the only thing remaining to be surrendered to you is my body and my virginity.”

Jayashree chuckled out loud and said, “Thanks for clarifying the point that you are a virgin. I can clearly see you want to get physical with me with the way you see me and talk to me. But understand the age gap between us and also the fact that I’m married.”

I tried convincing her by saying, “See, I have already told you about the age gap. It’s unnecessary to think about things that are not visible. Also, when it comes to topics like extra-marital affairs, I would say let’s not overthink. We like each other. Let’s keep things just between us and not think of anyone beyond us.”

She looked at me for a few seconds and said, “I need time to think.” I then said, “On a lighter note, you are trying for a kid, and I’m trying for you. We can satisfy each other.” Jayashree laughed out loud and asked, “So, your thoughts have gone to the extent of getting me pregnant with your kid?”

I tried to make my previous statement, I made on a lighter note, a little serious and said, “I’m just saying, let’s be normal like proper girlfriend/boyfriend or spouse and not control our emotions or hold ourselves back. Let things happen on their own.” She gave me a staring smile and said, “Let’s see.”

We gradually started chatting beyond general things. Jayashree was also getting romantic with me in her chats. I could see the change in the way she looked at me, with a romantic stare and even taunting a kiss or a wink at me from a distance. But when it came to getting physical, she kept thinking for a while.

On 5th January 2024, I got a little desperate and messaged her, “I’m getting too strong emotions for you nowadays. But I also want a physical relationship.” I wrote this to her at around 1 pm. Jayashree saw my message but did not reply. At about 2:15 pm, I was watching TV.

Jayashree called me and asked, “Where are you?” I replied, “At home.” She said, “Open the door.” I was ecstatic. I rushed to the main door and looked through the eye lens. Jayashree was standing outside. I quickly opened the door. She came in, giving a staring smile at me. I closed the door and turned around.

My house is a 2BHK with a living room right after the entrance, a kitchen to the right and a passage to the left. Halfway down the passage, there is a small bedroom and straight down the passage is the Master bedroom. My brother and his friend use both bedrooms, depending upon whichever is free.

Jayashree was in a red sleeveless kurti and black leggings with a black dupatta. I was wearing a blue T-shirt and track pants. She went into the living room and turned towards me. Latching the main door on the top, I went close to her. As I stepped closer, Jayashree grabbed my T-shirt and pulled me close to her.

She seemed to be equally desperate as me. She whispered to me, “I know I have made you wait a lot. But neither was it easy for me.” Saying that she gazed at my lips for a second or two. Before I could realize it, she jammed her lips over mine. She kissed me tight for a couple of seconds.

She then pulled her lips back from mine and whispered, “I love you.” We slowly started smiling at each other romantically for a moment. We then opened our mouths wide and started kissing sloppily. I rolled my arms around her waist.

Jayashree grabbed my cheeks with one hand and the hair on my head with her other hand. We kissed lavishly with our mouths wide open, digging our tongues into each other’s mouths. Kissing each other, we slowly moved inside the living room.

As we reached the 3-seater couch, Jayashree slowly withdrew her lips and tongue from my mouth. She pushed me on the couch. I sat on the centrepiece of the couch. She climbed the couch and sat over me, resting her knees on the couch on either side of me.

She sat over my already-hardened dick. We started kissing intensely again on the couch. Actually, Jayashree dominated the smooch. I was enjoying the texture of her soft lips, drinking her saliva and the smell that was emanating as we kissed deep. This was the first time I was getting intimate with a woman.

I slowly lifted my hand from her waist and groped her boobs. As I pressed her soft boobs, Jayashree moaned a little bit but continued to dig her tongue into my mouth. Squeezing her boobs with one hand, I slowly pulled her dupatta down her shoulders. I removed it and slipped it beside us on the couch.

After kissing intensely for a while, Jayashree slowly withdrew her lips from mine. She immediately pulled her kurti up, removed it and threw it behind her on the floor. Seeing her, I removed my T-shirt parallelly and threw it on the single-seater couch beside us.

I had a fair skin complexion. Jayashree was a dark chocolate. She was so aggressive. I loved her intense emotions, which she completely hid for the last 7 months. She had a very good rack with a deep cleavage. She was wearing a light rose-coloured bra.

The inner side of her boobs was visible outside the bra cups. Sitting on my lap, Jayashree went down to kiss my jaws, and my neck and went down to lick my mammae. As she bent her upper body and sucked my mammae, I unhooked her bra on her back. I then slowly slid her bra straps down her shoulders.

Jayashree pulled her hands out of her bra strap. I picked it up and slipped it on the handrest of the couch. Licking and sucking my mammae for some time, Jayashree slowly came up, kissing my upper body and my neck. As she came up to my face, we gazed at each other’s lips for a second or two.

We opened our mouths wide and started kissing again. I gripped her boobs with both my hands as we kissed deeply. After a few seconds of sensual kissing, we slowly withdrew our lips from each other’s. Breathing heavily, Jayashree raised her buttocks from my lap and sat straight, pressing her knees on the couch.

Her boobs were right in front of me. I was amazed seeing her big breasts. It was like three-fourths of a musk melon dipped in chocolate syrup. Her mammae looked even more dark brown with fat nipples at the centre. I was about to suck her nipples.

Jayashree grabbed the hair on my head and pressed my face into her bust. I grabbed her big spongy left boobs from underneath, licked and kissed it all over. I then ran my tongue around her big dark brown mammae and licked her hard nipples.

I slowly engulfed her boob into my mouth and sucked her nipples. I was excited about what I was going through. I squeezed both her boobs hard and took turns to suck both her nipples one after the other. Jayashree allowed me to play with her boobs for some time.

She kept making hissing sounds and gasping whenever I bit her nipples hard. After enjoying her big soft boobs for quite some time, I slowed down and kissed her right between her boobs. Jayashree slowly sat back on my lap. We hugged tight, with her spongy big boobs pressing hard on my chest.

I started to kiss her shoulder, her ears, her cheeks. As we slowly came face to face, with a deep breath, Jayashree whispered to me, “So, what do you say? You want to do it?” I got a little nervous. Everything that happened in the last 30 minutes was totally new to me.

From seeing a woman’s body, not in a porn video but straight, kissing her, groping her boobs, licking and sucking her nipples. And now, she was asking for sex. My excitement peaked on one side, but I was equally nervous. I blinked for a second but gathered my thoughts and nodded my head.

I said, “Yes, I want it.” Jayashree looked at me with lust, biting her lips and asked in a whispering tone, “Bedroom?” I immediately tucked my hands under her buttocks, lifted her and carried her to the Master bedroom. I got on the bed on my knees, carrying her and slowly placed her on the bed.

Jayashree laid back on the bed, resting on her elbows. She looked at me with a staring smile. I stepped back, got on the floor, pulled my track pants and underwear down together, removed them and dropped them on the floor.

Jayashree looked down at my dick. She looked up at me and taunted a kiss at me sensually. I got back on the bed. Sitting beside her, I slowly rubbed my hands over her leggings, going up on her legs, her knees, and her inner thighs. Getting my face closer to her face, I slowly dragged my hand further above.

I pressed my fingers on her pussy over the leggings. Jayashree lifted her upper body, rubbed my thighs and slowly grabbed my hard dick with her moist hands. I loved the feeling of a woman’s hand over my dick for the very first time. She slowly started to stroke it.

It hurt a little as my foreskin was reluctant to go down. I tried tucking my hand into her leggings. Jayashree slowed down a little on my dick. He lay down flat on the bed, allowing me to put my fingers inside her leggings. I sneaked inside her leggings and her panty.

I had to go through a forest before my fingers could reach that wet, slippery portion between her legs. I dipped my middle finger between her pussy lips. Jayashree gasped mildly, closed her eyes, took her hand off my dick and placed it on my thighs.

Biting her lips, she started to moan in a mild tone. I rubbed her pussy flesh. I ran my fingers over her pussy flesh for some time. I stuck my middle finger into her tiny pussy hole. I dipped the top portion of my middle finger to the nail inside. Jayashree opened her mouth wide and gasped loudly, holding her boobs.

I got completely turned on seeing her sensual moan. I quickly pulled my fingers out of her leggings and got up on my knees. I grabbed her leggings on either side of her waist and pulled them down. Her thighs were fleshy enough that her leggings stuck onto her thighs.

I pulled it down harder and managed to remove it and slip it on the floor. As I pulled her leggings down, I also pulled her maroon panty down to her thighs. I pulled her panty as well, fully down her legs. I removed it and dropped it on the bed beside us, getting her completely nude.

Jayashree lay down with her feet on the bed and her knees up, facing the ceiling. I tried getting between her legs. Jayshree got up, hugged me and pulled me down on the bed. We cuddled on the bed, rolling over each other and kissing each other randomly.

Both of us started sweating as we hugged tight and rolled across the bed. After some intense cuddling, Jayashree got on top of me. We were breathing heavily. Her legs were tangled with mine, and her boobs pressed to the side of my chest.

She slowly grabbed my dick, stroked it, looked up at me and asked with a heavy breath, “Moments away from losing your virginity. How does it feel?” I replied, “Waiting for this moment for the last 7 months ever since I saw you.” Jayashree giggled and came closer to my face.

She licked and kissed my cheek romantically and whispered in my ears, “You want to come on top of me? I said, “I want to try all possible positions with you. But for now, we’ll do it the missionary style.” Jayashree chuckled and said, “Just see that you don’t go into the wrong hole.”

Kissing my jaw, she whispered to me, “It’s time. Come.” She lay down on the bed. I rolled over her. Jayashree spread her legs wide. I got between her legs. I raised my upper body. She grabbed my hard dick and rubbed it on the pink flesh between her dark pussy lips.

I placed my dick on her tiny pussy hole. Jayashree spread her arms wide across the bed and closed her eyes, anticipating the intercourse, exposing her shaven, rough underarms with a greyish oval patch at the centre. I was equally excited, thinking I was on the verge of losing my virginity.

Pressing one hand on the bed to her side, I held my dick at the centre. I tried pushing it slowly inside her pussy. Only half of the head of my dick was out of the foreskin. As I tried penetrating, it started to pain a lot for me. But with just the tip of my dick sneaking inside her pussy, Jayashree started to moan.

Sensually with her eyes closed and holding the matress tight. Her sensual moaning aroused me. With all the pain, I pushed my dick in harder with some difficulty and penetrated deeper inside her slowly and steadily. With almost three-fourths of my dick inside her, I slowly started to fuck her.

I was pressing the bed hard with my hands on either side of her bust. Jayashree started to moan out loud every time I pushed my dick inside her and pulled it back. I felt pain, tickles over the inner flesh of my dick as it rubbed against the walls of her pussy.

I loved the way her hot and wet flesh gripped my dick tight from all sides. My lust knew no bounds hearing her sensual loud moaning. I slowly increased the speed and started to fuck her deep and hard. Our dick and pussy flesh making a sticky noise, the bed squeaking loudly, and Jayashree groaning and moaning.

I loved the emotions all around. The feeling of deep and tight intercourse. The sight of Jayashree’s body and boobs moving up and down in waves every time I drilled her pussy deep.

After a few seconds of intense deep sex, I felt a strong tickling sensation running through the length of my dick. I could not control my emotions as my semen gushed out of my dick. This time I started to moan out loud, splashing my semen deep inside her pussy.

I literally fell over her, banging my head on the bed beside her face. Jayashree hugged me tight and rolled her legs around my waist. She rubbed my back, whispering to me, “It’s done. It’s OK. It’s OK.” After I completed cumming, I slowly lifted my face and looked at her.

We smiled at each other. I kissed her cheek and proposed to her, “I love you.” I lifted my face upright over her. Jayashree held my cheeks and replied, “I love you too.” We kissed sensually, sucking each other’s lips a few times. My dick became softer, shrunk in size and oozed out of her pussy.

I rolled and slept beside her on the bed. We slept for a while on the bed. At around 4:45 pm, we got up, dressed up and went to the terrace to get some wind, as usual.

From that day, Jayashree and I made it a regular affair to fuck, almost every day except weekends, till 2nd February 2024. Then she messaged me, saying she was pregnant. I could not hold my excitement seeing her message.

Unable to tell any known person around directly, I decided to share this with the entire universe through this story.

So, friends, this was my real-life story of how I managed to seduce and impregnate Jayashree. Please let me know your feedback. You could also write to me on my email id [email protected].

The next morning around 6 am, I received a call. I was still on my bed trying to remember everything thing that happened last night.

My hot friend Rini’s voice was breaking and she was breathing heavily. With morning greetings, I asked her what she was up to. She said that her father was fucking her ass in doggy style and she wanted to tell me verbally what happened last night.

The voice and the narration gave an instant hard-on in the morning!

She said, “Rahul, my dad is an animal, I should not have seduced him last night!”

I enquired, “What happened?! Tell me in detail.”

Rini continued, “He snatched my phone and made me sit between his legs first. He kept holding my hair over my head and read through our chats. He kept repeating how slutty I was, he even asked me how many dicks I have fucked so far.”

“I was moaning, I was pleading and definitely, I was leaking heavily with the way he was treating me. I believe he pinged u back too?”

I replied, “Yes, he did and I asked him to push his dick down your throat.”

She jumped in excitement, “Oh, it was you?! He kept the phone on the side after reading your message. He then held the sides of my head and pushed my head deeper into his dick. He was so wild he literally choked me with his big dick every five seconds until I was gaging and tears rolling down.”

“This was by far the best sex I had in my life. He then lifted me in his arms and took me to his bedroom in a rush and threw me over the bed. By the time I would gather myself, he removed his shorts and pinned my legs over my boobs dipping his mouth on my cunt.”

“He made me moan and scream, I was sure he wasn’t a faithful widower, he must be fucking whores now and then.”

“That man dug his two fingers too in my ass, can you imagine. All this while, I use to dominate men and now my own father was treating me like his 50 rupees whore. He made me squirt all over his face and rubbed my juice all over my chest. I can bet I smell like my own cum if you were to meet me.”

“He fucked me 3 times last night and came inside me, seems like doesn’t care even if he breeds me. Luckily, I am in the safe period, else I would have bred my own sibling.”

I asked her reading through her narration, “Where is he now?”

She said, “He has gone to take a bath, I am sure he is gulping a few tablets to stay hard. Oh, he is back now all naked and his dick saluting.”

My friend was unable to type and let out a moan every time her father hit the hilt of her asshole. Her words were breaking. She was a slut by now.

She started complaining that her idea was wrong to seduce her own father. She seems to have awakened the beast in her widowed father. She let out a moan again. I asked her to turn on the video as I was getting turned on listening to her moans which she obliged. Rini switched on the camera and placed it on the coffee table next to her bed.

It started from her face, neck, her big hanging boobs to the background of her room. Her face smeared up with traces of eyeliners, her hair falling over her face slightly covering her cleavage dangling over her huge boobies. She was indeed bending over on the bed with a man thrusting her from behind.

With every thrust, my friend’s boobs would dangle freely. I could easily notice her dad’s palms on her love handles. Her father was experienced by the look of it. His thrusts were hard and steady as if he was not in a rush taking time to feel the depth of her ass hole.

Sometimes, he would slap her massive plum ass and sometimes, he would stretch over to squeeze the hell out of her boobs. She would let out a moan in between.

In between his hard thrusts, he would call out her name and shout out how lucky he was to have a daughter like her and turn her face to chew her lips. This went on for almost 15 minutes.

My situation was getting bad on this side as I was vigorously pumping my dick while looking at my slutty friend getting fucked by her father.

In those 15 minutes, Rini kept on moaning and screaming that she loved her father’s dick, no one had made her so slutty.

The next moment, her father turned her around and pushed her to the edge, making her head hang on the edge of the bed. He lifted her legs and placed them over his shoulder and inserted his huge dick deep in her cunt.

He was indeed well endowed with a 9-inch dick. I never really believed Rini when she used to tell her how big her father’s dick was. She used to share incidents when he caught him jerking off previously.

I was certain, she must have had a rough night as her eyes would roll back now and then whenever he pushed his dick in.

He slowly started to gain more pace with his rhythm. Eventually, he was leaning over her breast and sucking those perky nipples. He had to hold her in her arms to make the penetration deeper.

He looked at the camera and passed a grin to me and made the last push. Everything was still for a brief moment when they were engrossed in the mutual orgasm. Not hard to believe he was filling his daughter’s womb with his cum.

Rini was almost unconscious with the tremendous fuck she just got which made me as well.

That was how the morning went leaving me full of cum on my hands.

***

This is Rahul Roy, your very own investment banker from London currently put up in Stratford E20/

Feel free to leave me a note at [email protected]

Signing off for now.

My friend Rini was a bombshell and she has found a new kink. One fine evening when we were catching up over a drink, she unintentionally confessed her desire to have sex with an elderly man. This incident is about how I helped her seduce her own well-built father.

Rini, an unmarried damsel, with a light dusky skin tone, long legs standing 5’10 in her early 30s with a figure to die for. She proudly boasts her 36 bust, 30 waist, and a gorgeous 38 ass. I know it is because she has made me buy her lingerie on many occasions. Even though we live countries apart now, we have always remained in touch. She is very fond of luxury inner garments and I tend to ensure to wrap a pair whenever I travel to India. Her favorite has always been the lacy ones in red.

This incident took place on one of such trips when I was in Bangalore. As usual, we met over drinks after work and I handed my friend the gift. It was a Victoria’s Secret special collection. She was overjoyed in excitement. We have been best friends for more than 10 years, so we kind of knew each other well.

We shared almost everything including stories about our sexual encounters sometimes. She would proudly boast about her sex escapades whenever she gets tipsy. I however try to keep it a low profile.

Back to the story, upon handing over the gift, I asked her, “So, who is the lucky one this time?”, “Who are you intending to seduce tonight wearing these” to which she blurted out saying, “Well, let’s see who can handle my hotness.”

She continued, “You know Rahul, I am actually getting horny imagining myself in these already” “And maybe tonight I will go hunting some old fag”, “Last few days, I have been watching these old 4k videos and kind of turning me wild”, “I wonder if such mid-old fucks can actually get their dick stand let alone fuck a tight cunt like mine” followed with a wink.

We shared a laugh and the conversation continued.

Me: So, you seriously considering seducing someone old? I mean, you are hot, and look great, why would you want to waste yourself on some old daddy? You can get any handsome hunk. I mean, any guy would die to get laid with someone like you.

Rini: I know, Rahul. But I am kind of tired of having monotonous sex. I need something new, something different which you may not understand. Well, I am hot I know, I can see you getting hard as we speak but it doesn’t amuse me, kink me. Hahaha.

Me: Ok ok, cut the crap, you are not as hot as you think you are.

Rini: Yeah right, as if I can’t see you ogling seeing my cleavage since the time we sat here.

Well, I was caught red-handed but can’t really deny the fact that I was actually checking my hot friend out. Almost spending around an hour of further chit-chat, she gave me a tight hug, pressing her boobs intentionally. I gave her perky ass a squeeze and bid our goodbyes for the evening.

I returned to my hotel where I was put up and she headed back home. Almost an hour later, she called me sounding very baffled. So I asked her whereabouts.

Me: Hey Rini, what’s up, you alright?

Rini: Not actually, Rahul (her breathing was heavy and husky).

Me: Ok, so what is going on? It is almost 12 am, not feeling sleepy?

Rini: No Rahul, I am not asleep and stop asking me stupid questions.

She was definitely disoriented, given she was getting irritated contrary to her nature. I asked her again, “Ok, so tell me what is wrong?”.

She said, “I am bloody horny. I tried to seduce the old cab driver while returning but that fucker didn’t even look at me. I even lowered my strap for him to check out my tits through the mirror but that bugger didn’t even try.

I could help but laugh at her which made her even more angry. I suggested her to relieve herself by fingering herself to which she said she tried and it was not making her cum. I offered her to join me in my room, to which she denied saying her father was at home and awake, so she could not sneak out. Her voice was sexy and sent shivers down my dick.

My friend said she wanted a fuck badly and that too, an old man. I asked her if she was still wet and fingering herself. She affirmed positively.

I suggested to her, “I have an idea which you might not like.”

She asked me, “What, just tell me.”

I told her, “There may be a handsome, mid-old guy, that might be interested to fuck the hell out of your pussy, but..”

She asked restlessly, “But what Rahul?”

I continued, “But are you sure you can fuck anyone?”

She said yes in a hurry. I asked her, “Anyone means anyone.”

She said angrily, “Rahul, don’t mess with me, I need a fuck, no matter who that old man is.”

I paused for a second and said, “Ok, why don’t you fuck the man sitting in your hall watching Netflix?” She was surprised and said, “Excuse me? You mean you want me to fuck my dad?? Are you nuts?!”

I told her, “Well, if you need a dick, an old man’s dick, a big dick as you told me which he has, why not?”

She was silent for a moment; I was sure my hot female friend was busy imagining devouring her dad’s dick while rubbing herself.

She outrightly said yes, she was ok with that as she needed a dick right now. I was taken aback and asked her if she was sure as I was just pushing her. She paused for a moment but maybe she was way too wild and horny. She asked me to help her and I told her to follow my lead which she agreed.

I was getting a boner listening to her idea. Next up was the setting of the stage. Rini found a semi-transparent robe to put on over her lingerie, tied her hair neatly and went out of her room. I could imagine those lusty eyes when she was really desperate and today was one of those days.

Her father, Anand, would be in his late 50s and stands 6’2 feet tall. He was sitting on the couch and watching TV. Rini had previously shared her encounters catching his dad jerking off. She told me earlier, her dad has a big dick, almost 9 inches, and a fat one.

She made sure to sit opposite him while chatting with me. I intentionally asked her to sit with one leg folded, knee up to give his father a quick view of her lace satin panty-clad pussy. She was wet down there and evidently, her thighs were shiny due to her leaks.

Slowly, my friend started parting her thighs to give a full view to her dad. Her father was stealing glances now and then which she informed later. Poor chap had to take a pillow to hide his hard-on. She consistently kept me informed of her father’s reaction.

Then I asked her to sit next to her dad and sit in a way to fold her leg so her knee lands over his cushion-covered dick and she moved to change.

Slowly, she started lowering her head on his shoulder and kept her head there, simultaneously moving her knee to jerk her own father.

The moment was intense as she started perspiring. The aroma of her body hit her dad who stretched his arms to hug her from the side.

There was silence in the chat window and no replies in the interim.

5 minutes passed, and I received a reply, it was her dad on the other end. Well, to be honest, I was taken aback as I wasn’t expecting this. I asked him inquisitively where she was. His reply got me a boner instantly.

Anand: Hi Rahul, I see what you two have been cooking, I read your chats.

I replied to him confidently, “Hey Uncle, maybe it was a misunderstanding” trying to defend myself.

He said, “Don’t worry son, our secrets are safe. You want to know where your friend is?”

I said yes to which he replied, “Your darling friend is busy sucking my dick. She seems to have fallen in love with my dick.”

His daughter was busy sucking his dick. Reading through our chats, he understood I orchestrated the whole thing. He thanked me for that and sent me a pic where my sexy friend Rini was sitting on the floor between his legs. Her hand held his manhood, her face buried between his crotch with half of his dick inside. I could imagine how aggressively she must be blowing her father. The firm grip was telling her story.

I asked him to hold her head and make sure his dick hit down her throat. He obliged. He was surprised by the intensity of the blowjob he was getting. He was in heaven for sure having Rini’s luscious lips wrapping around his nervy dick. There was a silence again in the chatroom.

The table had turned and it was Rini messaging this time. I asked her how she was doing, to which she told me, “Rahul, my dad is eating my pussy, ohhhh godddd, its killing meee. His tongue feels so amazing on my clit. I never knew he could eat me so well, else I would have lost my virginity to him.”

She was absolutely in ecstasy. Her old father was eating her pussy and she sent another pic. Her dad was between her leg, tongue deep in her clit and a finger rubbing her clit. She announced proudly that her dad was holding his dick and slapping her cunt hole.

Rini’s last messages were, “Rahul, he is slapping his long dick on my dirty cunt. Rahul, he is trying to push it, oh god..” and comes the push…

That was the end of our chat that night, I ended up coming gallons reading her replies. I couldn’t help myself but imagine how my friend’s lips would feel around my dick and how her pussy would taste.

The next part will cover Rini’s narration of how her dad fucked not only her throat and pussy, but her ass as well satisfying her to the core.

***

This is Rahul Roy, your very own investment banker from London currently put up in Stratford E20/ Feel free to leave me a note at [email protected]

Signing off for now.

Ye kahani hai meri dono beheno ki hai, Nidhi aur Pankhuri. Abhi 3-4 din pehle hi meri dono beheno sang pahad par nangi chadhai ki thi. Pooja aur meri dono behen puri nirvastra hokar pahad par nangi ghum rahi thi. Baarish mein teen jawan choot ka swad maine chakha tha.

Nidhi ne kya plan banaya tha. Aise khuleam uski ye pehli chudai hui thi. Aur ab toh usse aise khuleam chudai ka chaska chadha tha. Woh roz mujhe apni alag alag fantasy batati. Pankhuri bhi uska sath deti aur usse apni alag alag fantasy puri hone ki video dikhati.

2 din baad hi Holi thi. Main jaanta tha ki is baar Holi mein Nidhi pakka kuch dhamal karegi. Waise akhri Holi par main ghar par nahi tha. Aur Pankhuri ghar par akeli thi. Usne jo kiya tha us Holi par woh toh Pankhuri aur Kiran hi janta hai.

Pankhuri subah se sham hone tak pure mohale mein nangi ghum ghum kar Holi khel rahe thi. Kiran aur mere lakh samjhane ke baad bhi usne hamari ek na mani aur fir kya tha. Manchalon ki toli ne Pankhuri ke badan se ek ek kapda phad kar usse nanga kar diya.

Uski bra toh abhi wahan taron par latki hai. Uske is karname ke karan hamen woh ghar khali kar wahan se jana pada tha. Mera maan kar raha tha iss Holi par bhi Pankhuri ke sath wahan lejakar nangi Holi khelun.

Aur usse fir se gali mein nanga ghumaun. Fir iss baar toh Nidhi bhi hai. Usse bhi aise road par nanga kar chodne ka bahut maan tha. Main Pankhuri ki woh video dekh raha tha. Nidhi aur Pankhuri kaab aa gaye mujhe pata hi nahi chala.

Nidhi – Accha bhaiya chupke chupke hamari video dekh rahe ho.

Aur aisa kehkar woh phone le leti hai. Pankhuri toh dekh kar samaj jaati hai ki woh pichle saal ki Holi ki video hai.

Pankhuri – Nidhi, jaldi mujhe mobile dedo. Ye meri video hai.

Par Nidhi woh phone lekar bhagne lagti hai. Ab tak usne Pankhuri ki ye Holi wali video nahi dekhi thi.

Nidhi – Waah didi ye video toh maine nahi dekhi thi. Ap kya sexy lag rahi ho is tight salwar suit mein. Par ap bahar kyun ja rahi ho Holi ke din. Wahan toh woh awara kisam ke log Holi khelte hain.

Main – Haan dekho agge kya hota hai. Maine kitna roka tha. Par tumhari didi kahan rukne wali thi.

Nidhi – Didi, ye kya unlogon ne toh road pe hi apko nanga kar diya. Apne toh apni sharamo haya sab bech khai hai. Uff kaise khuleam road par apke nange jism par rang lagakar sab khel rahe hain. Kitna maza aa raha hoga na didi.

Pankhuri – Haan Nidhi main nashe mein jo thi.

Nidhi – Aap kaise madmast hokar aise nangi hokar nach rahi ho. Ye golden color apke badan par kya lag raha hai. Ekdum apsara jaisi lag rahi ho didi. Yeh dekh kar toh mera bhi maan karne laga hai aise Holi khelne ka. Kassh apki jagah main hoti didi.

Pankhuri – Haan jao na. Agar nangi hokar pure mohale mein ghumna ho toh. Un sabne mujhe aise hi nangi apne goad mein uthakar pure mohale mein ghumaya tha us din. Wahan sayad hi koi hoga jisne mere nange jism ka didar na kiya ho.

Nidhi – Saab kaise dekh rahe honge na apke nange jism ko. Kaisa laga hogaa didi apko sabke samne aise public mein nange hone main. Mujhe toh pahad par aise nange hokar chadne mein hi kitna maza aa raha tha.

Main – haan toh chalo Nidhi iss baar Holi par le chalta hoon. Pankhuri ki tarah jaab tumhara gangbang karenge tab samaj ayega Nidhi. Tumhari nangi jism ki numaish karenge taab pata chalenga. 40-50 logon ko apni jawani ka maza lootne dena chahti ho toh challo.

Nidhi – Maan toh bahut ho raha hai aise Holi khelene ka. Didi ki ye video dekh toh jaise mere badan mein aag laagi hai. Kaisa lagta hoga na. Aaj tak toh sirf apne hi mere is jism ko chua hai bhaiya. Meri is jawani ki maza sirf apne ne hi loota hai.

Nidhi – Kaisa lagega na bhaiya jaab koi anjan admi meri is jawani ka maza lootega. 40-50 na sahi 4-5 loggon ke sath toh khel sakti hoon na bhaiya. Apne behen ki itni si khawaish puri nahi koroge. Didi ki toh kitni sari fantasy puri ki hai.

Main – Dekh rahi ho Pankhuri. Hamare sath is sex game mein shamil hokar Nidhi kitni betab ho rahai hai.

Pankhuri – Maine toh pehle hi kaha tha na bhaiya ek baar isse chudai ka maza chakha do fir toh khud hi apni choot apko dene ko tadap uthegi. Ye jawani hai hi khatarnak. Dekho na tabhi toh main khuleam highway par nangi madmast hokar ghoom rahi thi. Ye tadap hi aisi hai. Ye choot ki pyass hai jo bhujti hi nahi.

Ab toh main bass plan banane laga ke kiss tarah is Holi par beheno ki jaam kar chudai ki jaye. Main ye soch hi raha tha ki Kiran ka call aa jata hai.

Kiran – Rajeev Holi par yahin ho na. Ya is baar bhi Pankhuri ko akele chod kar jaane ka irada hai.

Main – Accha toh tumhe pichle saal ki Holi yaad hai. Paar iss baar Pankhuri akeli kahan Nidhi bhi toh hai.

Kiran – Kya baat hai Nidhi kaab ayi. Fir toh iss baar Holi paar double maza. Waah.

Main – Haan iss baar hum teeno milkar maze karenge Holi par.

Kiran – Teeno. Are hamara sath Holi nahi kheloge kya. Nidhi aur Pankhuri ko bhi lekar aa jao na mere ghar yaha khub masti karenge sab. Baki Sunny, Chandu aur Ravi bhi aa rahe hain. Vicky ka phone lag hi nahi raha. Usse bhi bula lenge.

Main – Aisa karo na tum sab yahin aa jao na. Yahan dur dur tak koi ghaar nahi hai. Holi khelna hi hai toh pura khul kar khelenge. Kya kehte ho?

Kiran – Are haan main toh bhul hi gaya tha woh higaway ke pass wale ghar mein sab shift ho gaye ho na. Fir toh tay raha hum sab dost atte hain tumhare ghar. Tum bass sara jugad ready rakhna. Pura din masti karenge. Maza aa jayega.

Fir kya ab toh bass Holi wale din ka intezar tha. Maine toh khusi ke maare so hi nahi paya. Bas alag alga tarike se Nidhi aur Pankhuri ki Holi par chudai ka plan bannae laga. Maine sabko subah subah hi apne ghar aane ko bol rakha tha.

Akhir woh subah aa hi gayi. Hum teeno ne toh subah se hi Holi khelna chahlu kar diya tha. Kuch ristedar bhi ghar aye the. Woh log kuch daar ruk kar apne ghar chaale gaye the.

Unhone pure ghar par abir se rang diya. Aur hamen bhi abir laga diya tha. Fir kya humteeno toh nahana pada. Maine apne haatoh se beheno ko nehlaya. Aur unhe apne haathon se white salwar suit pehna diya.

Ye wohi salawar suit tha jisse pehen Pankhuri ne road par Holi khela tha. Nidhi samaj gayi ki aaj usse bhi nangi Holi khelene ka mauka milega. Abhi subah ke 10 baaj rahe the. Ab toh main doston ka intezar karne laga.

Kuch der baad Kiran ka call atta hai. Woh darwazze par hi tha. Main doston ko andar bula leta hoon. Woh 4 log hi aye the Vicky ka phone ab bhi non reachable aa raha tha.

Jaise hi chaaro dost andar aate hain. Nidhi aur Pankhuri unhe dekh leti hai. Dono ke chehre par ek alag si smile thi. Woh log Pankhuri ko dekh lete hain. Unki nazar ab tak Nidhi par nahi padi thei. Jaise hi woh Pankhuri ko dekhte hain. Pankhuri sabko gale lagati hai. Aur woh sab usse goad main utha lete hain.

Akhir resort par hui chudai ke baad woh aaj jakar mil rahe the. Ravi ne fir bhi mail mein Pankhuri ke sath masti ki thi. Par baki teeno toh us din ke baad aaj jakar Pankhuri ko dekh rahe the.

Nidhi toh Pankhuri ko aise goad mein dekh aur betab ho uthti hai. Main kuch keh patta isse pehle hi Pankhuri ki salwar sab milkar phad dalte hai. Pankhuri ki woh pink bra sabke samne thi.

Woh log Nidhi ki ankhon ke samne hi Pankhuri ke badan se ek ek kapda utarkar usse nanga kar dete hain. Nidhi toh sharam se pani pani ho rahi thi. Akhir 4 log milkar uski didi ko uske samne nanga kar diya.

Woh ye dekh puri madmast ho chukki thi. Pankhuri toh ab unse chudwane ko tadap rahi thi.

Main – Kya hua Nidhi bahar aao ne dekho toh yahi chahti thi na tum. Aao na ye mere dost hai inka swagat nahi karogi. Dekho na Pankhuri ne kitne acche se inka swagat kiya hai.

Nidhi sarmate hue aati hai. Uski ankhen sharam se jhuki hui thi. Woh jaise hi bahar aati hai. Main ek balti pani uske upar daal deta hun. Jisse uski white suit puri transparent ho jaati hai.

Usne bhi ek pink bra aur red panty pehna tha. Ye Pankhuri ki bra panty thi. Fir kya tha. Badan par pani padte hai. Nidhi ke badan mein jaise aag si lag jaati hai. Dost bhi Nidhi ko aise dekh laar tapkate hue uske paas aa jaaye hain.

Sirf Kiran tha jo Pankhuri ko apne goad mein utha usse kiss karta hua uski jism se khel raha tha.

Main – Aao bhai log dekho toh Nidhi kaisi lag rahi hai. Aaj woh bhi hamare sath Holi khelna chahti hai. Kyun Nidhi keheogi na Holi.

Nidhi – Hmm. Bhaiya meri ye Holi yaadgar bana do na sab milkar. Main toh kabse asi Holi khelna chahti thi.

Uski jawani ufaan par thi. Fir kya tha. Maine uske badan se uska dupatta khich liya.

Main – Lo meri Nidhi ne ab khula invitation de diya. Aab der kis baat ki. Aao na sab milkar Nidhi ke sath Holi khelte hain.

Sabse pehle toh Ravi ne hi Nidhi ko rang lagane laga. Woh Nidhi ke tadapte jism ko upar se niche tak sehlata hua uski suit par se uske haathon par aur chehre par rang lagane laga. Nidhi tadap uthi aur Ravi ko gale laga liya.

Ravi – Maine sabse pehle tumhari didi ki choot ka swad chakha tha. Ab tumhari bari hai Nidhi. Aaj hamen apni jawani ka swad chahkhaogi na.

Aur aise kehte hue woh niche jhuk kar behen ki salwar ke upar se uski red panty ko sehlata hua uski choot ko dantton se katne laga. Nidhi ne uska saar pakda aur. Apni ankhen baand kar li. Aaaj pehle baar ki paraye mard ne usse chhua tha.

Nidhi – Uff aah. Haan Ravi bhaiya. Haan sab aap logon ka hai. Meri ye jawani meri ye choot sab apki hai. Aaao na meri ye Holi sab milkar yaadgar bana do na. Main aaj jee bharkar aap sab par apni jawani lootana chahti hoon.

Nidhi – Aa jao na sab milkar aaj mere jism ko rang do na. Bhaiya bolo na jiase un sabne Pankhuri didi ko rang lagaya tha waise hi mere badan par bhi woh golden rang laga de.

Fir kya tha Nidhi ki itna kehne ki daar thi. Saab Nidhi ke jism par toot pade. Saab milkar meri ankhon ke samne meri chooti behen Nidhi ke badan se ek ek kapda utar kar usse nanga karne lage.

5 second mein Nidhi ke badan se doston ne ek ek kapda phad dala. Kya nazara tha Nidhi puri taran nangi hokar hamare bech kadhi thi. Uski ankhen baand thi. Woh madmast ho chukki thi.

Udhar Pankhuri jaise hi dekhti hai ki uski behen Nidhi ko sabne milkar nanga kar diya hai. Woh bhi khusi se uthkar aati hai aur champange ki ek bottle le Nidhi ke badan par dalne lagti hai.

Pankhuri – Nidhi dekho toh. Apni akhen toh khole. Dekho na tumhare badan par kapde ka ek dhaaga tak nahi hai. Yehi chahti thi na tum dekho na kaise 4 anjan logon ke bich nangi khadhi ho Nidhi.

Pankhuri – Aao na sab milkar meri behen ki kwaish puri kardo na. Dekho na kaisi tadap rahi hai.

Fir kya sab uske badan se champange pine lage. Koi uski chuchiyon par se toh koi uski choot par se champange pinne laga. Aur Nidhi machalti hui. Sisakti hui sabko apni choot chatwa rahi thi.

Ravi to paglon ki tarah Nidhi ki choot chaat raha tha. Ab mujhse bhi raha nahi gaya. Aur main bhi sabke samne Nidhi ki choot ko chatta hui uske badan se champange pine laga. Pankhuri ne bhi aisa hi kiya.

Meri dono behen ek dusre ke badan ko shlate hue kiss karne lagi. Ab toh Nidhi ko bhi maza anne laga tha. Usne bhi bachi hui champange le Pankhuri par dalne lagi.

Ab sab Pankhuri ke jism ko chaat kar khanne lage. Pankhuri ne bhi sabko apni choot chatwayi.

Main – Nidhi yehi chahti thi na tum dekho tumhari khwaish puri kardi. Ab bolo le chalen tumhe bahar road par Holi kehlne. Kya kehti ho.

Pankhuri – Haan bhiya le chalo na hammen. Maan fir se aise khuleaam Holi khelna chahti hoon.

Nidhi – Lelo chalo na. Dono behene aaj khuleam Holi kehlenge.

Dono ki bahar jakar Holi kehlne ki tadap hamen aaj madhosh kar rahi thi. Maine Nidhi ko goad mein uthaya aur ghar ke bahar road par le aya. Kiran ne bhi aisa hi kiya aur Pankhuri ko goad mein uthakar bahar le aya.

Fir kya meri dono behen puri tarah nirvastra hokar nangi ghar ke bahar khadi thi.

Main – Ab kis baat ka intezar kar rahe ho doston. Inke gore badan par woh golden rang nahi lagaoge kya.

Aur aise khente hui main golden rang lekar Nidhi aur Pankhuri ke badan par lagane laga. Kuch der mein hi dono ke badan par hamne milkar golden rang laga diya.

Nidhi ke pure badan par golden rang laga tha aur Pankhuri ke badan par silver. Ab dono behen ne milkar hammen rang laggane lagi. Dekhte dekhte hum 5 log bhi puri tarah nange ho chukke the.

Kiske ke badan par golden toh kisike silver rang laga tha. Maine ab pipe lekar sabke badan par paani dalne laga. Nidhi aur Pankhuri dono madmast hokar pani mein waise hi bhigte hue nanchne lagte hai.

Idhar main Pankhuri ko isare se sabko daru pilane ko kehte hoon. Hum sab ab nancthe hue daru pinne lage. Nidhi ko bhi hamne aaj daru ka swad chahkhaya. Usne toh 2 peg ek jhatke mein khatam kar diya.

Daru ke nanshe main woh aur b etab hokar nachne lagi. Saab Nidhi ke jism se khel rahe the. Maine ab Nidhi ko apni goad mein uthaya aur raod kinare jahan pani jama tha usme le jakar leta diya.

Woh wahan let kar nashe ki halat mein aur tadapne lagi. Aur apne pair phailake sabko apni choot dikhane lagi. Woh dono haatoh se apni chuchiyoon ko masalte hue apni choot ko ragti hui sabko bulati hai.

Nidhi – Haan haan uff. Aao na sab dekho ne meri ye pyassi choot kaise tadap rahi hai. Isse aur na tadapao na. Saab milkar iski pyass bhuja do na.

Nidhi ka woh beegha badan aur uski woh chikno choot bhaala kisko na apna deewana bana de. Saab uski choot par toot padde.

Saab wahin road par hi baari baari se uski chudai karne lage. Nidhi jor jor se siskiya le rahi thi. Woh chillate hue apni chudai ka maza le rahi thi.

Nidhi – Haan aur aur karo na… Uff haan aur zor zor se. Phaad dalo na sab meri choot. Aaah. Ravi. Kiran sab. Dekho ne aaha. Aah. Kitna acch lag raha hai. Main kabse aise khuleam chudwana chahti thi bhaaiya. Haan Sunny aise hi meri choot chaat khao na.

Kuch der sab aise hi Nidhi ki jawani ka maza loote rahe. Meri ankhon ke samne hi meri chooto behen Nidhi ka gangbang ho raha tha. Main sab kuch camera mein record kar raha tha.

Idhar Kiran Pankhuri ko bhi apni goad mein uthakar lata hai aur Nidhi ke samne leta deta hai. Fir kya tha dono beheno ki ek sath chudai hone lagti hai.

Ek toh dono ka bhigha badan upar se woh golden aur silver color. Kya nazara tha woh. Dono beheno chillate hue chud rahi thi. Dono ki kya madmast chudayi ho rahi thi.

Kuch der aise chodne ke baad Nidhi Ravi ki lund par toh Pankhuri Kiran ki lund par khud rahi thi. Aur meri dono beheno lund par uchal uchal kar chudwa rahi thi.

Fir maine rasmalaye lekar dono behen ke badan par rakh diya. Saab milkar unke badan par se hi rasmalayi chaat kar kha rahe the.

Maine Kiran ko unhe fir se sarab pilane ko kaha. Fir kya dono ne 2 peg aur pi liya. Aise hi uchalte hue achanak Nidhi ki nazar bagal mein banne kheth par paddi wahan khet mein kichad hi kidhad tha.

Par usse kahan hosh tha ab

Nidhi – Ravi bhaiya dekho na woh khet mein kitna kichad hai. Mujhe wahan le jakar kutiya ki tarah chodo na sab milkar. Kitna maza ayega wahan.

Nidhi ki ye baaten sabko aur josh chadhati hai.

Fir kya ab toh Pankhuri bhi wahan kichad mein lotpot hokar kutiya ki tarah chudwana chahti thi. Hamne aisa hi kiya dono ko haam goad mein uthakar khet par le gaya.

Kya nazara tha. Meri dono behen khet mein kichad mein kutyiya baan meri doston se chudwa rahi thi. Hum 5 logn ne milkar baari baari apni dono beheno ko kutiya ki tarah wahan chodne lage.

Dono ki ghanto tak wahin kichad mein chudai hoti rahi. Ab dophar ke 2 baaj chukka tha. Saab itni chudai ke baad thak chukke the. Paar dono behen par abhi bhi aur chudai ki bhuk thi. Maine sabko kichad saaf karne ko kehne laga.

Fir kya sabne milkar meri dono beheno ko wahain road par hi pani se nehlanne lage. Saab unki chuchiyon ko aur choot ko masalkar kichad saaf kar rahe the. Kuch daar aise nahane ke baad sab under aa gaye.

Hum sab aise hi nange hokar hi lunch kiya. Nidhi kabhi Kiran ke toh kabhi Ravi ke goad mein beth kar chicken kha rahi thi. Kya mast Holi kheli thi dono ne.

Main – Kyun Nidhi kaisa laga aaj tumhari ye gangbang. Koi kami toh nahi reh gayi.

Nidhi – Haan bhaiya dil toh kaar raha hai aaj din bhaar baas sab meri aisi hi chudai karte rahen. Aur main waise hi road par padi rahoon. Maine toh sapne mein bhi nahi socha tha ki kisi din aise meri shamuhik chudai hogi.

Aur aisa kehkar sabko thanks bolti hai. Paar abhi toh party suru hui hai. Abhi toh shaam baaki hai. Age padhiye Nidhi and Pankhuri ki jawani usne kya kya karwati hai.

Aap logon ko Nidhi ka ki ye Holi kaisi lagi comment mein jarur batayen.

Hello Friends. I’m Damodaran. I’m 27 years old. I’m here to share with you yet another real-life sexual encounter with my boss’s busty wife, Lakshmi.

Lakshmi is 39 years 39-year-old woman with a regular body type, 36D bust, fleshy thighs and a little broad cylindrical arm. She looks beautiful with a lemony fair complexion and is a mother of 2 kids.

This encounter between us happened during the early hours of 1st January 2024 after our New Year celebrations. After a long break of 4 months since having sex, Lakshmi and I were waiting for this kind of opportunity.

We could not spend that kind of time with each other, except for some quick flings, smooches and body rubbing. We, in fact, were getting annoyed that we could not spend time with each other.

On 28th December 2023, my boss raised the topic of having a party on 31st December 2023. All 6 of us agreed to it. He informed us that spouses and girlfriends/boyfriends were welcome. All 6 of us in the office looked at each other with a shy smile. None of us was going to be accompanied by anyone.

On 31st December, he messaged us about the location of a pub. We were about to meet there at 9 pm. I took a cab. As I was about to reach, Lakshmi messaged me, “Have you reached?”

I stepped out of the cab and saw all seven people, my boss, Lakshmi, and my five colleagues, waiting for me outside. Everyone was in casual clothes, but my eye caught Lakshmi’s dress.

She was wearing a red V-neck floral casual split maxi with short, ruffled sleeves. There were also ruffles at the bottom, just over her ankles where her maxi ended. I was wearing a black T-shirt and blue denim jeans.

We all entered the pub together. As we entered, Lakshmi whispered to me, “Don’t have anything hard. Just beer for you and me.” She signalled with her fingers that we would have sex tonight. We looked at each other with a lusty smile. Both of us were walking last behind the other 6 people.

We ordered some food and booze. We started chatting and giggling. As time went by, at just past 10 pm, my boss told us, “Guys, none of you have company. So, keep a tab on how much you want to booze. I have told my wife that I’m going to get dead drunk today. You need to take me back to our bed.”

Hearing him ask his wife to carry him to the bed, we all looked at each other with a smile. With that, I clearly understood what Lakshmi was saying sometime back. We started gazing at each other for a couple of seconds in lust.

One of my colleagues, Philomena, tapped my feet underneath the table. She whispered to my ears, “Easy, you both are openly giving signals in front of everyone.” She knows about me and Lakshmi as she caught us kissing in the cafeteria in the office one day.

We thought everyone in the office had left, but Philomena was in the washroom. Out of desperation, as we were kissing in the cafeteria, we got caught red-handed. Even worse, the word spread to the other 4 colleagues through her during lunch break. She took up this topic on a lighter note.

Initially, my colleagues did not believe it and were of the opinion that Philomena was joking. But as she again stressed that she was telling the truth, I also admitted to it. Still, one of the guys had a doubt. I showed him the picture of me and Lakshmi being together. Only then, he believed.

All 5 of them were stunned, but surprisingly, no one advised me, saying this was not correct. Everyone was practical enough to say that it’s up to you and her. If you both like each other, then nothing is wrong. But immediately after that, they started pulling my leg, giggling and making fun of me.

One of the guys asked me how I managed to convince Lakshmi to get physical with her. Seeing their positive response, I opened up. I told them how it all started. I even went on to share the link to my first story on ISSand asked them to read it to know.

As far as Lakshmi is concerned, only Philomena knows about us and no one else. Immediately after what my boss said about getting pitch drunk, there was a flurry of messages in our WhatsApp group with all my 5 colleagues asking me, “Any plans between you two tonight?”

I replied, “Yes, our New Year celebrations will continue between the two of us at her place after dropping him on the bed.” My colleagues started bullying me, saying things like, “Seems great start to a new year for Damu indeed, lol.”

I stopped with the second pint of beer. Same with Lakshmi. One of my colleagues sarcastically said, “Seems Damu is done” My boss quickly mumbled, saying, “I asked you to keep a tab on your booze. But it seems you have gone too conservative. Have more man. We are celebrating.”

Philomena quickly responded, “Yes, he will have a lot more, but maybe a little later, it seems.” My colleagues burst into laughter, including my boss. Don’t know what that idiot understood. Thankfully, Lakshmi was looking into her mobile. She did not pay attention to what Philomena said.

We went on munching and giggling. Lakshmi and I stopped boozing after 11 pm. But my asshole boss had a really good appetite for alcohol. He went all guns blazing, one round after another. As the time was almost midnight, there was the usual countdown from the DJ.

People joined him, and there was a huge roar of Happy New Year as midnight struck. In our group, Lakshmi and I screamed out, wishing the new year. Others just tiredly raised their hands. My boss was down and out with his head on the table, mumbling something.

At about 12:40 am, the energy levels on the New Year celebration slowly soared down. We looked at each other and checked if we could make a move on. My boss was totally down and out. Lakshmi stepped up and went to pay the bills, saying, “Guys, I’ll pay the bill and come.”

Pointing at her husband, she said, “I need some support to take him to the car.”
After she left the table, one of my colleagues murmured to me, “You take this asshole to the car. Do you want pleasure? You need to go through the pain as well.” Saying that all 5 of them started pulling my leg, asking what’s the plan.

I told them that I also didn’t know the entire plan. Lakshmi only told me that we would do it tonight after we went back home. So, I presume we are going to do it at her place in a different room. They first tapped the table and screamed.

Then one of them asked, “But what about our boss’s parents and his kids? They will also be home, right?” I told them, “I don’t know the entire plan. Will only get to know once I get there.”

Another guy called me closer and whispered to me, “When you screw her tonight, ensure to make a couple of strokes in my name.” The 2 ladies immediately tapped the table, and one of them mumbled, “This is so crude. How can you say that?”

The guy replied in a mumbling tone, “You know how much he tortures in the office with late night and overnight work? How do we give it back to him? Like this only.”

The other girl said, “So what? He tortures us also like that at work.” The guy replied, So, ask for two strokes in your name as well, then.” All 6 of us were giggling. Except for me, all the other 5 colleagues were so high that they were talking too much rubbish.

And the final rubbish was that the guy continued by taking each of their names and said, “So, 2 strokes in my name, his name, her name and so on for all 5.” And he concluded by saying, “Just ensure you don’t ejaculate before you get to your quota.” And all 5 of them erupted in laughter.

Even I could not control their imagination. As we were laughing it out, Lakshmi came back after paying the bills. Two of my male colleagues dragged my boss with his hands on their shoulders. They literally dragged him out of the pub as his feet were hardly moving.

We made him lie down in the car’s back seat with some difficulty. As we were about to book our cabs, Lakshmi called me and asked, “Can you come with us to our house? I may need some support to take him inside the house as well.”

All my 5 colleagues giggled, with Philomena murmuring, “Yeah, surely she would need your help there.” I readily agreed. Wishing my colleagues a Happy New Year, I got into the car. As Lakshmi started the car, I looked back where all my 5 colleagues gave me a thumbs up. We started to her place.

Immediately, one of the guys messaged in the WhatsApp group, “Let us know what’s the plan. Are you guys going to fuck in front of her kids and in-laws?” The other 4 started reacting to it with winking and tongue-out emojis. They were too high that night to ask them to calm down.

As we drove to her place, I asked Lakshmi, “What is the plan?” She said, “We’ll drop him in my in-laws’ room, which is the first room after entering and then go to my room. In fact, once we close my in-laws room, the entire house is ours.” I asked her, “So, your in-laws are not at the house?”

She said, “No, they are out of town. They will be back in a couple of days. We dropped our kids at my parent’s house on the way to the pub. So, as I said, the entire house is ours” I was so excited hearing that. My colleagues continuously pestered me, asking me the location where we were going to go.

I messaged them whatever Lakshmi told me. As usual, unable to control their tongue at that moment, one of the guys messaged the group, “So, Damu and our boss’s wife will be running all over the house nude tonight.” All others were responding on similar lines with heart-in-eye and drooling emojis.

I had my mobile between my thighs on the seat, not exposing any of these to Lakshmi. As we reached her house, I got down and opened the main gate. Lakshmi drove the car inside. I closed the gate. Lakshmi got down, opened the main door and switched on the lights.

I opened the car’s back door, pulled my boss out of the car, and, with some difficulty, dragged him inside the house. After entering the main door, I saw a bedroom to the right that belonged to her in-laws. Lakshmi switched on the lights and asked me to put her husband on the bed.

I made him lie down on the bed and placed a pillow under his head. She asked me to go out and latch the main door from inside. I closed the main door. Lakshmi locked her in-laws’ bedroom to ensure her husband did not step out and create problems for us.

As she was locking the bedroom, I went and stood behind her. I grabbed her juicy waist over her maxi and rubbed my already-hardened dick between her buttocks. She raised her upper body after locking the door. I quickly rubbed my hands up from her waist and grabbed her big, soft melons from behind.

Groping her boobs from behind, I whispered, “No bra inside?” I could clearly feel her boobs over her thin maxi. She whispered back to me, “Wanted you to work more on me than my clothes.” Saying that she slowly turned towards me in my arms.

We had a close look at each other and started to suck each other’s lips sensually. After a couple of sips, I told her, “My dick is already hard and lubricating. But I’m going to take all my time in tasting your juicy body tonight.” She rubbed her nose over mine slowly and said, “I’m all yours tonight.”

Saying that she pulled out and untied the knot on her maxi over her left waist. In no time, her maxi opened up, slid down her body and fell on the floor. Even before I could realise, Lakshmi stood before me wearing just her panty. For a moment, the drawing scene of the Titanic movie flashed in my mind.

The heroin would allow her gown to slip down and stand nude before the hero in no time. We gazed at each other’s lips for a couple of seconds. I quickly grabbed her fleshy waist. Lakshmi opened her mouth wide with a tilted face, and we started kissing intensely. I rolled my arms around her waist.

Lakshmi rolled her arms around my neck. Resting her upper back on the bedroom door, where her husband was sleeping, we continued to kiss deeply. I even went on to dig my tongue into her mouth. We had a sensual tongue fight.

After some intense smooching, we slowly withdrew our tongues from each other’s mouths. Lakshmi pulled my T-shirt up, taking her breath back. I removed my T-shirt and inner vest and dropped it on the floor. She placed her soft, moist palms on my chest.

With a heavy breath, I whispered, “Bedroom?” She signalled with her eyes indicating to the right. I rolled my arms around her buttocks and lifted her. Lakshmi sat on my belly, locking her legs around my waist, jamming her large spongy boobs on my chest.

As I entered the room, I randomly tapped my hand over the switchboard. I managed to switch on the lights. We fell on the bed as I dropped her and fell over Lakshmi with her legs rolled around my waist. I blocked her hands wide across her bed.

I started kissing her face, her jaws, her neck, her upper body and her fleshy arms. I even went on to lick her broad-toned underarms with greyish oval-shaped minute hair sproutings at the centre. I then grabbed her big, soft melons and squeezed them with both hands.

Licking her big round dark brown mammae, I engulfed it into my mouth and started sucking her fat protruding nipples. Lakshmi slowly unlocked her legs from around me and placed them wide open on the bed. I was on my knees between her wide-spread legs. I continued sucking her nipples.

Lakshmi slowly slipped her hands down my body and unbuckled my belt. She went on to unbutton my Jeans and unzipped them. She dug her hand into my jeans and underwear. She grabbed my hard dick and pulled it out. She slowly rubbed her thumb over the mouth of my lubricated dick.

I withdrew my mouth from her boobs, went up and sucked her lower lips into my mouth. Lakshmi gave me tickles by rubbing the flesh of my dick outside the foreskin. I then slowly got up, pulled my jeans and underwear down, removed them and threw them on the floor.

I sat on my knees between her legs. Lakshmi raised her legs and placed her feet on my chest. I grabbed her ankles and kissed her feet, her legs, her soft knees and her fleshy thighs. As I got closer to her pussy, I felt a strong smell. It somehow smelt almost similar to the beer we had.

Not thinking twice, I plunged my face into her pussy over her red panty. I loved that smell, along with the wet texture. I quickly got up and pulled her panty down her waist, thighs, and legs. I removed it and slipped it beside her.

Whispering to her, “I want this,” I spread her legs wide and plunged my face again. This time directly into her pussy. I dug my tongue into her black pussy lips and started licking the inner pink flesh. Lakshmi raised her upper body quickly and looked down at me with her mouth open.

Asking, “Seriously?”  I licked her pussy for the first time in the last 1-1.5 years. I looked up at her face and, by raising my eyebrows at her, licked her wet and sour pussy flesh. Lakshmi closed her eyes, lifted her face and started moaning by holding my head with one hand.

I stuck my tongue into her tiny wrinkled pussy hole and pushed my tongue in. Just as I pushed the tip of my tongue into her pussy, Lakshmi got ecstatic. With a broad smile, closing her eyes, she raised her buttocks from the bed. Resting one hand on the bed and pushing my head into her pussy with the other hand.

She moaned out louder by feeding her pussy to me. I drank her pussy juice as it kept flowing into my mouth over my tongue. It gave me a mixed taste. It was sour, salty and bitter at times with a strong pricking sensation over my tongue and lips. I enjoyed the smell, texture and the mixed taste of her pussy.

I kindled her hot, wet and tight pussy flesh with almost a quarter of my tongue inside her pussy. Lakshmi continued to moan in a crying tone pressing my head hard into her pussy. After some intense pussy licking, I slowly withdrew my tongue from her pussy.

Lakshmi rested her buttocks back on the bed in a sitting pose. I then went up, kissing and licking her upper body. As I got up to her face, Lakshmi was breathing so heavily. Whispering to her, “Enough of soft intercourse. Time for some hard intercourse.”

I rolled my arms around her bust pushed her down on the bed, jamming my lips over her lips. We cuddled intensely, rolling over each other across the bed, kissing and licking each other’s bodies. After cuddling for some time, I finally got over her. We were sweating heavily.

I could visibly see the sweat drops flowing down her face and all over her body. Breathing heavily, Lakshmi whispered, “I want you inside me now.” Grabbing the hair on her head, I lifted her face and kissed her tight for a few seconds. Dropping her face back on the bed, I got myself over her.

Lakshmi spread her legs wide for me. Squeezing her large wet boobs hard with one hand, I grabbed my dick and rubbed it over her pussy lips. As my dick stuck onto her tiny pussy hole, I pushed my dick immediately inside her pussy with some force.

With the head of my dick inside her, Lakshmi closed her eyes tight and gasped out loud. I raised my upper body, locked her wrists on either side of her head and pushed my dick further inside her. With my dick almost fully inside her pussy, I started moving my dick back and forth inside her pussy.

Lakshmi was getting ecstatic every time I pushed my dick inside her and pulled back. She closed her eyes and moaned out loud continuously in a pleading tone but with a broad smile on her face. Our bodies are soaked in sweat. I loved the heat inside her pussy.

Pushing my dick deep inside her pussy, I slowly lowered my upper body, lay over her slippery body. I tucked my palms under her shoulders and started fucking her intimately. Lakshmi hugged me tight. We started moving together in waves as I continued to fuck her deep.

After some intense and intimate intercourse, I stopped a bit to get my breath back. With my face right over hers, Lakshmi placed her hand on my head and said with a heavy breath, “I love you,” and pressed my head down. We started kissing sloppily.

With my dick deep inside her, we were kissing tight. I suddenly felt a strong tickling sensation running through the length of my dick. I could not control the excitement. I pulled one of my hands from her shoulder, grabbed the back of her neck and pressed her lips even tighter over mine.

I splashed my cum deep inside her pussy. Lakshmi rubbed my upper back with an open mouth. Allowing me to suck her lower lips into my mouth and fill her pussy with my cum. I completed ejaculation. I allowed her to withdraw her lower lips from my mouth slowly.

Both of us looked at each other closely with a smile. Unable to control my emotions, I whispered to her with a heavy breath, “I love you.” Breathing heavily, Lakshmi whispered back, “I love you, too.” My dick slowly became softer, shrunk in size and oozed out of her pussy.

With a kiss on her cheek, I slowly rolled and lay down beside her. After a long gap, Lakshmi and I had such a satisfying intercourse. It was 3:25 am. We lay down, hugging each other for a couple of hours. I left my boss’s house at around 5:30 am before sunrise.

So, friends, this was my real-life sexual encounter with my boss’s busty and beautiful wife, Lakshmi. This time at my boss’s own house, that too, when he was at home. One of the best things about this encounter was Lakshmi messaged me at noon on 1st January 2024 with a tongue-out smiley.

She said, “Your boss woke up just some time back. He said last night he had dreams of hearing my loud and sensual moanings. But he could not visualise anything in his dream.”

I replied to her, “Let it remain as his dream only. Thank God he was not in a position to wake up and cross-check if it was a dream or his wife was actually moaning.” Both of us shared a LoL emoji on that.

Please let me know your feedback on my story about doing kinky stuff with my boss’s wife. You could also write to me at my email id at  [email protected].

In the next few days, after the circle dispersed, something snapped inside Kishen. He remained reserved. Inside the house or outside, Kishen always appeared to be lost in thought. When inquired about his self-seclusion, he’d say with a (fake) smile that he was doing fine.

But clearly, something bothered him. It concerned his parents, as well as Usha and Ramesh, when they were told about it. Savi and Usha approached Manoj sir on the 7th evening after the circle had dispersed.

“He is reeling from all that he has been through. He will be fine. Give him his space and time,” opined the ‘all-knowing’ Manoj sir.

“That’s what even we thought. But it’s been 7 days now. He has not even spoken much yet,” says Savi.

“Yes, and Neetu (Usha’s daughter) didn’t show this behaviour when she joined our circle. And even Prateek (Neetu’s husband) or GeetaMa (Neetu’s MIL) never had any issue like this,” says Usha.

“Well, Neetu had caught us in the act. She’d suspected things for long. We all know how bold and horny she always has been. And took her own time to bring Prateek and his mother into the circle. She’s been priming them for it, even without them knowing. Kishen, on the other hand, discovered us unexpectedly and had to keep it all to himself for a while,” reasons Manoj sir.

“Correct, I think we need to give him his space and slowly get him to talk,” says Deepti, Manoj sir’s wife.

“Sunil and I tried many times to initiate a conversation. He barely responds. Yesterday, I even knocked on his door before bedtime and reminded him about our panty box to sniff and relieve himself. He was not interested. Boys his age should be pleasuring themselves every day, right?” says Savi.

“Did he show any sexual interest or signs to you? Or any of the ladies?” asks Manoj sir.

Everyone looks at Savi, the mother.

“No…I was also not quite in the mood after we all dispersed,” Savi says.

“What is he doing now?” asks Manoj sir.

“He is in his room, locked in by himself,” Savi responds.

“Is Sunil there in the house?” asks Deepti.

“Yes, he reached a while back from work and is probably settled on the couch.”

“Then come, let’s all go try and talk to Kishen,” Manoj sir recommends. “Usha, bring Ramesh (Usha’s husband) also if he is free.”

“I will drag him even if he is not free,” jokes Usha.

Locked in his room, Kishen sat at his study table. He stared blankly at one of his textbooks. Usha’s knocks on his door brought him back to his senses.

“What are you doing?” asked a grinning Usha aunty when Kishen opened the door. Standing next to her was Manoj sir. Behind them stood Savi, Sunil, Deepti and Ramesh.

“Nothing… I was studying…” responds Kishen, surprised but visibly disinterested towards everyone’s presence.

“May we come in, beta?” asked Manoj sir.

“Sure.”

Having Kishen sit on his chair, which was dragged towards the centre of the room, the group arched in front of him.

“What’s going on, Kisehn?” Usha asked, breaking the prolonged silence after everyone had settled down.

“Nothing.”

“C’mon, open up, Kishen. We are very concerned and want to help you.”

For a long time, Kishen hesitated to open up. But the group continued to persuade him until he finally gave in.

“I don’t know how to say it. But I fucked my Mom. Who does that?!? I have literally become a bloody madharchod. I feel so guilty and ashamed,” Kishen confesses.

The room goes silent.

“I struggle to look at Mom in the eye. I feel like running away for good. The world seems different. I am a bad person.”

“Would you call your mother a bad person? Because she was in it as much as you were, right?” asks Usha.

Looking down at the floor, Kishen doesn’t say anything. Savi begins to worry that her son has started to loathe her.

“Answer me, Kishen!”

“I don’t know!”

“You don’t know?!?” intervenes Manoj sir. “OK then, tell me this: do you think your mother raised you right? Did she care for you? Did she look after your well-being?”

“Yes! But…”

“But what?!? Tell us, did she force you to fuck her? Did she even persuade you?”

“Please stop saying ‘I fucked her.’ I understand. She is not a bad person. But I am the mother fucker. My relationship with her seems so ruined,” Kishen says and starts to tear up. The group then notices even Savi beginning to weep.

“Kishen’s mind has conjured hatred towards himself and possibly towards all of us,” says Manoj sir, looking at everyone.

“No, I still like and respect you all,” he responds, “including you, Mom. Please don’t cry. I didn’t mean to hurt you,” he says to Savi. “It’s just that sometimes I just get so overwhelmed by what I did. I mean, who the fuck fucks their Mom?” he spoke out.

“Son, we know how you feel. What’s bothering you is a dilemma, and you’re just too stuck on one side of it,” says Manoj sir. “With your current state of mind, no matter how much we try to show you the broader perspective, you will not accept it.”

“What is the damn ‘broader perspective,’ Manoj sir? That it’s OK for guys to fuck their moms?” Kishen replies.

“Well, not actually. It all comes down to one thing – shared consent on free will,” responds Manoj sir.

“We all go by the philosophy that one can do what they want as long as it brings no one any harm,” Deepti adds.

“It’s natural to feel conflicted after plunging into sex the way you’ve done and committing incest. But you also have to take into account the scenario it took place in. Beyond being confined to the roles of son, mother, father, and daughter, the souls in the room that day were engaging in a safe, trusting, harmless, and consensual carnal indulgence. Try to see it that way.” lectures Manoj sir.

“You weren’t a pervert eyeing your mother and violating her. I’m sure if Savi had expressed disinterest in engaging with you, you’d never have engaged with her, respecting her decision. Because that is who you are and how you were raised. All your qualities as a young man and as an individual are still intact. There is nothing to be ashamed about,” says Usha.

Kishen looks down, remaining silent.

“I know what is really conflicting your mind, Kishen,” says Manoj sir. Looking deep into Kishen’s eyes, he asks, “You conflicted because you don’t see in your mother the same level of disgust that you have towards yourself, right? After all, she fucked her son. Right?”

Kishen nods.

“Do you know why that is?”

“Why?” Kishen asks.

“Because she is a dirty woman, indulging in sinister incest. She is friends with another woman who doesn’t mind her husband fucking their daughter. They maintain sexual relations with perverts like me, who love being the object of sadistic female dominance. Who loves watching his lover fuck other men. You’re stuck in a company of corrupt-minded sinners that has taken away your innocence.”

Kishen is at a loss for words.

“Tell me, Kishen beta, isn’t that who we are?” asks Manoj sir.

“You don’t have to put it like that,” responds Kishen.

“Then, tell us, how would you put it? Be frank and open up,”

“My mother is the world’s most loving Mom. I have great parents. Usha aunty is the best teacher, Ramesh uncle, You, Neetu, and Deepti aunty, are some of the kindest and nicest people I’ve known.” Kishen says. He realized what he said. He suddenly feels like a load has been lifted off his chest.

“Do you see the bigger picture now, beta?” asks Manoj sir.

“Yes, Manoj sir.”

“No, you don’t actually. You’ve just been shown. And you will need time to ‘understand’ it.”

Kishen nods, not fully understanding what Manoj sir meant by that.

“I will give you another perspective on the matter. People make mistakes, right?”

“Yes, sir. Who doesn’t?” Kishen responds. The group realizes from his response that Kishen is slowly ridding of his one-sided reservations and no more feels ‘blocked’ by their presence.

“Right, so if you are still guilty of having fucked your Mom, consider it a mistake, and don’t repeat it. And you can forgive your Mom for the sake of the many times she’s forgiven you for your mistakes and mischiefs,” says Manoj sir.

“There’s nothing to forgive, sir. I never was angry or judgmental of anyone. Or I may have been a little. But now I see some clarity. I was so angry and disgusted at myself, and on top of that, I felt like a sick hypocrite. I asked myself why I was not disgusted before or while I did what I did and why I didn’t stop myself,” admits Kishen.

“We are not saying incest is good. Most moms and sons, or dads and daughters, or brothers and sisters, or any blood relatives don’t indulge sexually. It very well disgusts them, naturally. Still, it doesn’t make them any good compared to those who do. And it doesn’t make sense for anyone to frown upon consensual incest or sex. Understood?” asks Manoj sir.

Kishen nods slowly, processing what Manoj sir said.

“So you don’t have to fuck your Mom anymore, deal?” says Manoj sir standing up from the bed and approaching Kishen. He extends his hand for the ‘deal’ handshake.

Kishen is momentarily taken aback. Everyone notices.

“The point is, no one is forcing you for anything. Live how you want as long as you don’t harm anyone and let people live how they want. Don’t go judging yourself for all these matters.”

With a shy smile, Kishen shakes Manoj sir’s hand, and everyone applauds. Kishen begins to smile–sincerely–looking at Savi, his dad, and everyone. They all return a smile of acceptance, love and understanding.

But being a former headmaster, Manoj sir knew well the minds of young, impressionable men like Kishen. He knew Kishen would very likely spiral back into his former thought process. Luckily, he knew exactly what needed to be done to let Kishen ‘understand’ what he’d just been taught.

“By the way, will you be honest if I ask you something personal, Kishen?” asks Manoj sir.

“Sure, sir. From what we’ve all been through together, do you think it makes any sense to lie?” asks Kishen.

“Good. Then tell me, when you were in this conflicted state of mind for the past many days, did you masturbate?”

“Umm, yes.”

Everyone passes a mild giggle.

“Why do you do it?” asks Manoj sir.

“I don’t know. When I get to the peak of all these conflicting thoughts, I feel like relieving myself somehow.”

“And what goes through your mind when you jerk off?”

Kishen hesitates to speak but says, “Flashes of everything. What I saw first (part 1). Spicy story of what I heard from my friend (part 2), how I lost my virginity to Neetu (Usha’s and Ramesh’s daughter- part 3), the encounter with you and Deepti aunty (part 5) and the following indulgences with everyone. Above and beyond.)

“Including your Mom?”

Kishen nods, looking embarrassed.

“There is no need to be embarrassed. The human mind is wild, Kishen,” added Sunil.

“Anything else that you fantasize about?” asks Manoj sir.

Realizing that there is no use concealing anything, Kishen reveals further, “I fantasize of including my friend into our circle.”

“Come on, Kishen, we talked about it already,” interrupts Usha.

“Shh…Let him speak, Usha,” says Manoj sir.

“I know we can’t bring them in. It’s just my private fantasy.”

“I totally agree with you, and we can always consider it. But don’t get your expectations high,” says Manoj sir. “Anything else?”

“Well, after I masturbate, I feel guilty all over again, and the cycle continues,” confesses Kishen. “And then I always promise myself I will never indulge with Mom again, if not all of you, and stick to shagging and will lead a ‘normal life’. I worry about facing Mom and Dad, especially Mom. But I also don’t want to hurt them by staying aloof. All this is tearing me from inside.”

“Do you feel better now?” asks Manoj sir.

“I feel a little better, sir. Thanks to you all. And please don’t misunderstand me. I adore and respect all of you. Like you said, I may need time to process everything.”

“Very good. So, I am going to ask you for a small commitment to ensure you process it right,” says Manoj sir.

“What is it, sir?”

Manoj sir calls Savi and makes her kneel in front of Kishen. Seated in the chair, Kishen looks at his Mom, whose face is just several inches away from his groin.

“When was the last time you masturbated?” asks Manoj sir.

“Umm, just a while before y’all came in.”

“OK, place your palm on your mother’s head. I need you to promise something,” says Manoj sir.

Kishen did as instructed. He thought Manoj sir was going to ask him to never fuck Savi again. Kishen’s state of mind then didn’t want anything to do with sex. But he showed hesitance to make that promise. He felt as if he’d surrendered a part of his sexual freedom.

But it appeared he had no choice. A big part of him was disgusted by all of it. Or so he thought. He waited eagerly for what Manoj sir would utter.

Manoj sir: With your mother and all of us whom you consider the nicest, can you promise that you won’t masturbate ever?

“What the fuck?” Kishen’s mind screamed. His heart sank for a moment. But then Manoj sir added, “You may resume masturbating at will only after a while when I say so.”

Taking a deep breath and looking at everyone in the eye, Kishen utters, “I promise.” Everyone claps and cheers.

“Good boy, we’re proud of you. You’ll thank me for this after you witness history repeat itself,” says Manoj sir.

“History repeats itself? What is that supposed to mean? And how long should I have to wait before he gives me clearance to shag?” Kishen wonders.

“Get up, Savi. We’re done here. We will leave Kishen alone now,” says Manoj sir. “Remember beta, live and let live, harmlessly.”

Savi gets up from her kneeling position and leaves Kishen alone with the rest of the group. Before leaving, she gives him a motherly kiss on his cheeks, which assures him that everything is ‘back to normal’ again.

Before leaving, Deepti pinches Kishen on his cheek while Usha runs her hand affectionately over his face.

Kishen had a merry dinner with his parents that night. He’d overcome his reservations and awkwardness, thanks to the circle’s intervention led by Manoj sir. On Kishen’s request, the family decided to watch some TV together before going off to sleep, just like in the old days.

To Kishen, it was reminiscent of the good old days when he was a young boy. He subconsciously wanted to ensure their relationship with his parents (mother especially) was as sweet and intact as before.

Still, he couldn’t remember the last time he watched TV carefree with his parents. Somewhere between hitting puberty, the pressure of studies, and having a friend circle, he’d grown apart from his parents, just like most other teenagers.

Savi sat at the centre of the sofa. Her husband is to her right, with his shoulder leaning on hers. Kishen lay curled up to her left. Her lap pillowed his head which she caressed as the movie played on TV. Kishen felt satisfied that the motherly and fatherly relationship he’d known since childhood was still intact.

“Nothing has changed then,” Kishen thought, “other than the fact that I got a rare initiation into adulthood.”

Days passed, and the family got more merrier than in the recent past. But lust was building inside Kishen, sealed by the promise he’d made to Manoj sir. Being the sincere lad he is, Kishen never even thought of breaking the promise.

But inevitably, his hormonal horniness began to influence his thoughts. It got stronger with every passing day. His attempts to divert his mind, engage in hobbies/studies, roam outside, etc., didn’t seem to help. He began to get horny at every human that had a pussy, including Savi.

He began stealing glances at her curves, hair, arms, neck, lips, eyes, smile, etc. He distanced himself from his sexual goddess, Usha aunty, fearing he might lose control if she came near him. It got to the point that even if the ladies stood in front of him with their bodies covered from head to toe, he’d ooze pre-cum.

On the other hand, his parents, Sunil and Savi, acted in support of his commitment. They, too, refrained from indulging with each other or with others. Not that anyone in the circle indulged regularly. They didn’t want to make Kishen feel left out or trigger his lust in any remote way.

And as ‘normal’ and friendly as everyone was, including the neighbours, Kishen could sense sexual abstinence from everyone. He couldn’t help but think everyone may be abstaining because of him, for him. But he wasn’t sure. He felt guilty on the possibility that he may have become the circle’s cock-blocker.

He wondered what happened to the panty box as there was no sign of it after he made the promise. He longed to smell a random panty from it and shag himself to a pleasant sleep. He wondered if his parents and neighbours were also as horny as him should they actually be abstaining from their indulgences.

His sexual self was going increasingly wild and conflicted. And one evening, charged up by horniness, he decided something had to be done. He barges out of his room to the living room, where Savi and Sunil sit on the sofa watching TV.

“What is it, Kishen?” asks a concerned Savi.

“Are you guys not having sex?”

“Well…not really. But by choice,” responds Savi.

“Why?”

“We just decided not to…”

“Don’t lie, Ma. You’re not doing it because of me, right?”

“No,” Savi and Sunil say in unison.

Unconvinced, Kishen asks, “What happened to the panty box?”

“It’s not with us.”

“Where is it?”

“I don’t know, maybe with Usha aunty, Kishen.”

Kishen storms off the house and knocks on Usha Aunty’s door. Usha is surprised to see Kishen looking rather desperate but driven (by horniness)

“Where is the panty box?” asks Kishen before Usha can speak. He avoids making eye contact with her or looking at her body as he knows he will lose his control.

“Umm, it is not here. It is with Manoj sir.”

Kishen turns around and knocks at the door towards Manoj sir’s flat, which is opposite to Usha’s. Opening the door, Manoj sir sees Kishen with a determined look. And behind him was a confused-looking Usha peeping out of her doorway.

“May I come in, sir?” asks Kishen.

Just as Manoj sir steps back to let Kishen in, Usha sees a concerned Savi approaching from their flat. She signals Manoj sir not to close the door.

Kishen goes and sits on the sofa in Manoj sir’s living room—the same sofa where he witnessed and partook in Manoj sir’s kinky cuckold, BDSM fetish (part 5).

He notices Usha enter the flat, followed by Savi. Sensing everyone’s presence, Deepti (Manoj sir’s young wife), who had been cooking from the Kitchen, enters the living room.

“Where is the panty box?” asks Kishen.

“It’s here, why?” responds Manoj sir.

“Are you all not using it?”

“Not in the recent past…”

“Why?”

“…because we simply are not in the mood.”

“How convenient! You’re not doing it because of me, right?”

“No, as far as I can remember, you alone took the promise, not anyone else.”

“Why is it that the panty box game stopped right after I made the promise?”

“Coincidence, I guess. All of us enjoying a life of sexual liberation doesn’t mean we have sex all the time. There is more to life than that. But it’s something young men of your age will not understand with all the heat you naturally pack. Besides, breaks are always worth the wait. We are charging up, if you know what I mean,” responds Manoj sir with a naughty smile. “What happened, Kishen? Is it getting too difficult to keep the promise?”

Kishen nods admittedly—not embarrassed or shy. Manoj sir delivers a wicked laugh and says, “You haven’t understood the promise. Anyway, since you asked about the panty box, we’re going to resume it.”

He takes the panty box (an empty shoebox) lying in a hidden corner of the living room shelf and gives it to Kishen to hold. He then orders the women to remove their panties then and there and put them in the box. The ladies remove their panties with their hands going underneath their nighties.

They were careful not to show anything to poor Kishen. He noticed they were struggling to conceal their naughty, kinky smile. Kishen couldn’t have felt more helpless in his life. His nose struggled even to get a whiff of any of the panty-smell.

But unfortunately, they were now the forbidden fruits. Meanwhile, Manoj sir went over to his fridge and brought out four cold beer bottles. Handing over one bottle to Usha and two to Savi, Manoj sir looks away and randomly picks one panty.

He sniffs it. “Ahhh, Savi, the smell and wetness of your panty is nothing but heavenly. Are you as horny as your son is?” he says.

Savi gave a nervous chuckle. Manoj sir extends the bottle remaining in his hand over to Usha’s face. She naughtily wraps her lips around it and bobs her head over it a couple of times, looking at Kishen from the corner of her eye. She then pops open the bottle’s metal capping with her firm jaws.

Manoj sir then does something that makes Kishen’s already horny dick twitch. He wraps Savi’s panties over the mouth and neck of the bottle. The wettest triangle patch of the panty—the part that touched her clit and vaginal lips—covered the open mouth of the bottle.

He then bottoms up the bottle, savouring gulps of beer that filtered through the fabric. Kishen couldn’t believe his eyes. He began to pant out of horniness.

“You’re brutal, Manoj. Go easy on the poor boy. You’re testing his limits,” says Deepti. The women chuckle.

“I want to see how well he is able to keep my promises,” responds Manoj sir.

Everyone could see the bulge in Kishen’s shorts.

After a good few long gulps, Manoj sir asks Usha and Savi to give one panty each to their hubbies, along with one beer bottle each. “No panty for you because you promised not to masturbate. But you can have a beer.” He tells Kishen before waving the guests goodbye.

Back in Kishen’s house, Sunil was engrossed watching Titanic on Star Movies. Savi and Kishen returned with two beer bottles and the panty box.

“Aha, God bless Manoj sir. He sent just what I needed.”

“One beer is for Kishen,” says Savi, keeping the bottles on the tea table. She then proceeds to keep the panty box in their room.

“Wait, Mom!” Kishen says.

“Dad, I know you, too, have been abstaining and are probably pretty horny yourself. So take the panty and sniff if you want. I won’t be bothered.” Kishen says.

To be continued. Feedback: [email protected].

Hello readers, I am Arjun from Hyderabad. I am here to share my hot experience that happened with my first girlfriend Geetha. How I took her virginity and how we had sex in different positions and how it went. You can contact me or give me feedback in the mail. I have mentioned it at the end of the story.

Well, this took place on Valentine’s Day when we were planning to do combined studies for the last semester of college. Geetha was so unaware of the subjects and she was too worried about the exams. So we got the idea of studying together and that way, I can help her with weak subjects. We were planning a place for it.

The next day, Geetha told me that there was her sister’s colleague’s flat in an apartment and usually her sister’s colleague would go to work by 8 am and return only in the night. So we agreed to study there as per her request.

We went there the next day to start studying for the exams. As we reached there on her scooty, the cunning me expecting something to happen there already.

We went upstairs and rang the bell and soon her sister’s friend opened the door. She was in a hurry to go to work. We both sat on the couch and opened our books to study. Soon, when her sister’s friend went out, we started chit-chatting about relationships in our class and finally, there came a gossip from her that a famous model in our class had sex. It didn’t end there because Geetha was not leaving the topic.

So, the discussion on that topic went on for some time and we even forgot that we were sitting there just to study for our exams. All of a sudden and in the middle of the topic, we realized that exams were near and went into study mode. We somehow completed as much as we could and were waiting to have lunch. We didn’t have any idea on cooking and also, we didn’t want to mess up someone’s kitchen. So, we ordered food online.

In 30 minutes or so, our food arrived. We were eating the food and the sex topic came again. Geetha was not able to come out of that sexual anxiety and she was not able to concentrate on anything. After we were done eating, all of a sudden, she started acting weirdly with me. She was flirting with me for no reason and her way of seeing me changed. She seemed a bit horny.

Then I pulled up a card in that play. I started reacting to her actions. She was talking even more intensely. The heat between us was rising like a firestorm. Oh god, that feeling itself was more than the pleasure of sex. That sexual libido was very intensifying and I can’t explain that in words. Soon, we were sitting closer and she leaned on me slowly. That was always common but this time, I was feeling something.

She was talking hornily and asking me about sex. She was now leaning on me with full weight on my body. She lifted her head and looked into my eyes with excitement. She was fully in the mood as I could feel her body heat.

Geetha: Arjun, lopalo edho aithundhi ra (I am feeling something inside).

Me: Emaithundhi? (What is happening?)

Geetha: I can’t concentrate on the studies with this feeling.

Me: Just tell me what you are feeling.

Geetha: I want to know how sex feels.

Me (shocked me): I don’t know what to say.

Geetha: I can’t pass exams with this feeling inside.

Me: Ok, let’s skip this topic for a while.

All of a sudden, Geetha grabbed my head and kissed me! We kissed for almost 2 minutes without taking a breath. Then I took her in my hands and folded her like a doll and lifted her. I was kissing her lips and collarbone and was sucking her ear. I went a little down the neck and was sucking just above the chest.

I placed her on the floor and lifted her t-shirt and started kissing and biting her on the stomach with low pressure. Geetha was in the full mood and her moans were making me go crazy. She was moaning continuously out of unbearable pleasure and I was also rubbing her pussy indirectly above her pants.

She was pulling me up. I was rubbing her pants with slow strokes and she was still moaning good. The sounds were making me more horny and my guy woke up and became hard and was waiting to pop out. I went up and kissed her again and this time, I went a little down on her neck and removed her t-shirt.

Geetha was half-naked with her bra on. The floor was cold as fuck but she didn’t bother because the intimacy and heat were stronger than that. I was kissing her nipples inside the bra without removing it. Her bra was wet on those spots. I slid the bra from her breasts and started sucking those breasts with full pressure.

Her breasts were a little below average size, but I could fit one boob in my mouth completely like a small burger. She was enjoying this silently. Then I went down and removed her jeans. She was wearing maroon panties inside. Now she was wearing only panties and I didn’t even take off my shirt.

Geetha asked me to remove my shirt as she was naked. I didn’t even take off anything till then. So, I took off my shirt and rubbed her clit from the panties. I was doing it for a long time. She burst into an orgasm like a car applies sudden brake.

Next, I took off her panties and her pussy was a little hairy and I asked her, “Did you shave it regularly?” and she replied that she didn’t shave her pussy in a long time. But she used to masturbate in the shower. I was stunned by seeing a pussy in the real and started licking her clit with my tongue. She was moaning a little more than before.

I removed my clothes completely and my dick was pointing straight like a stick. She was stunned to see my dick and complimented me by saying that it was so big, seriously. Actually, it was average and a 7-inch rod. I guess there is nothing to be stunned by. Her pussy was already soaking wet as I had made her cum twice.

Now it was her turn.

As my dick made a right angle straight at her face, she didn’t even know how to hold it. I taught her how to stroke. To be honest, her stroking was very bad. I asked her for a small blowjob but she was not fully ok with that. But, she just kissed the tip of my cock and it felt amazing. I held her hand and controlled her movements.

That was better than stroking. I was near to orgasm. So I stopped because there was more work to do. So I kept her on the table and rubbed her clit with my dick so vigorously. My dick was already wet because she blew me earlier. I was rubbing her clit and slowly slid into her pussy. But it was too tight to enter and used as much force as I could. At last, it went in fully.

When I entered fully, Geetha shouted as hell that the whole apartment could hear. I was scared of the noise and she cooled down after a minute. Slowly, I removed the dick from her pussy and the blood came out of her. I thought it was normal. I gently stroked her again in the missionary position and slowly her pain subsided and started enjoying the sex.

I fucked her missionary for about 15 minutes or so. She was really enjoying the sex and was moaning very cutely. That was making my dick even harder. So I changed my position and lifted her without removing the dick inside her. I was fucking her in the standing missionary style and thrusting up and down. She was around 60 kg and I was using all my energy to move her up and down on my 7-inch rod and she told me that this position was feeling like heaven.

As I couldn’t lift her for much time, after 10 minutes or so, I put her in doggy. I was stand-fucking her, starting slowly. I went fast and gave deep strokes. I was increasing the speed as hearing her moans. This went on for more than 20 minutes. I was fucking her like an hour and still hadn’t come.

Now I wanted to cum so badly. I slept on the floor and rode her in the cowgirl position. I told her to take control and she was bouncing on my dick like a doll and she did that for 15 minutes. She came for the 5th time. My God, she had 5 orgasms and I didn’t even have one.

I was so exhausted that I didn’t come. I asked her to blow me again, but this time, I pushed my dick so deep throat.

She was blowing me this time so well. Her mouth felt so great than her pussy. I was experiencing a near-orgasm feeling. O pulled the dick out and came on her tits and a little over her face. She was so thrilled to see my cum. Soon after that, we slept on the floor. She didn’t stop talking. We got dressed later and re-arranged the home and kissed for very long.

It was around 6 pm and we were planning to go home. Her sister’s friend arrived there and she already sensed something wrong.

As we went to our homes and thought of the experience, we realized we had exams near. So, we got back to the preparation.

This was the experience I have had with my ex-girlfriend and it was amazing. I live in Hyderabad and any single woman you can contact me for fun, I will fulfill your fantasies. You can mail me at [email protected]

Nidhi ne kya Holi khela tha. Aaj pehli baar 5 logon ne milkar uska gangbang kiya tha. Aaj Nidhi ki aisi madmast chudai dekh dil khus ho gaya. Doston ne milkar kya choda hai meri beheno ko aur unki chut ka bhosda bana diya.

Nidhi ki ye pehla gangbang dekh maza aa gaya. Nidhi kitne pyaar se sabko apni choot chatwa rahi thi.

Main aur Kiran lunch kar rahe the aur udhar Nidhi doston ke goad mein letkar TV dekh rahi thi. Tabhi Ravi ne jaan kar usme porn laga diya. Jaise hi Ravi ne porn lagaya hamne dekha ki 2 log chalti car mein ek ladki ki chudai kar rahe the.

Ladki puri tarah nangi hokar piche behti hai aur dono mache se uske ek ek chuchi ko chuste hue usse kha rahe hai.

Nidhi – Waah kya maza aata hoga aise chalti hui car mein nangi hokar travel karne mein. Didi apne ne bhi toh aise chalti bus mein nangi hokar gayi thi na?

Ravi – (haste hue) Haan Nidhi hamne hi milkar tumhari Pankhuri didi ko nanga kar ghumaya tha bus mein. Kya din tha woh. Pehli baar tumhar Pankhuri didi ne apni choot ka swad chakhaya tha.

Nidhi – Haan bhaiya maine dekhi hai aap logon ki woh video. Kitna ajeeb sa aehsas hoga na. Didi apko bilkul daar nahi laga na.

Main – Kya bolte ho doston Nidhi ko bhi le chale? Car toh hai hi hamare pass. Kyun Nidhi chalen kya car mein ek lambi aur nangi drive par?

Maine ye kaha hi tha ki Nidhi ke chehra khil utha. Par Pankhuri pata nahi kyun daar rahi thi. Sayad usse raat ko apni chudai ki baat aa gayi hogi. Usse dono African ne kya choda tha raat baar.

Pankhuri toh subah chaal bhi nahi paa rahi thi. Raat bhaar dono ne usse rulakar chhodha tha. Aur main shart jeet gaya tha. Nidhi turant sofe par se uth khadi hui aur car ki chabi lekar car mein ja bethi.

Hum saab samaj gaye ki ab toh usse aise nangi hokar jana chahti hai.

Ravi – Waah Rajeev ye Nidhi toh Pankhuri se bhi jyada utawli hai ase nangi bahar jaane ko. Bolo toh le chalen isse bhi resort par. Vicky se bhi mil ayenge.

Main – Le chalo tumhari behen hai tum samjho.

Fir kya hum saab dosotn ne kapde pehen liya. Par na toh Nidhi ne khud kapde pehne aur na hi Pankhuri ko pehne diya. Agle hi paal hum highway par the. Aur piche Ravi aur Sunny Nidhi ki to ek taraf Chandu aur Kiran Pankhuri ki chuchiyon ko chus rahe the.

Meri dono behene puri nangi hokar car mein travel kar rahi thi. Dono khushi khushi kabhi apni choot chatwati toh kabhi apni boobs chuswati. Main teezi se car drive karta hua resort ki aur ja raha tha.

Un dono ko koi daar nahi tha ki koi unhe aise nangi dekh lega. Dono toh daru ke nashe mein madmast ho chukke the. Un dono ko toh chudai ke alawa kuch suj nahi raha tha.

Waise toh road par eka dukka log hi the. Woh bhi main highway par the. Resort wale raste par koi nahi dikha hamen. 15-minute mein hi hum uss bridge ke paas aa gaye jahan hamne Pankhuri ko jharne par nehlaya tha.

Maine gaadi wapas se usi jagah par laga di.

Main – Pankhuri, dekho toh ye jagah kuch jani pehchani nahi lag rahi tumhe.

Pankhuri – Kaun si jagah hai ye. Bhaiya ye toh wohi jahah hai na. Nidhi dekho toh.

Nidhi – Are wahan ye ho woh video wali jagah hai na didi. Tum kaise jharne par nangi hokar naha rahi thi na.

Fir kya Nidhi car se utri aur daud kar jharne ki aur bhagne lagi. Pankhuri bhi uske piche daud kar jaane lagi. Meri dono behene prui nangi hokar daud rahi thi. Ham sab bhi unke piche janne lage.

Kya mast nazara tha. Dono behen jharne ke pani mein nangi naha rahe the. Woh ek dusre ke jism ko sehlate hue. Ek dusre ki chuchiyon ko masalte hue jharne ke pani mein bheeg rahe the.

Woh beheno ka bheega badan. Unka woh lesbian sex dekh ham fir se betab ho uthe. Main unki aise hi nude photoshoot karne laga. Dono behene ye dekh aur utezak pose dene lage.

Nidhi – Aao na bhaiya. Kaise ye jharne ka pani mere badan par gir raha hai. Kya apka dil nahi kar raha hai mere badan se inhe pi janne ko.

Nidhi ki ye baaten sun bhala main kaise khud ko rok pata. Maine apne sare kapde utar pheke aur apni dono beheno ke bech jakar uske badan se jharne ka pani pine laga.

Main Nidhi ki mast chuchiyon ko daba daba kar chus raha tha. Mere lund Nidhi ki choot ki gehrayi naap raha tha. Maine usse apne upar bethaya aur jharane ke niche hi uski chudai karne laga. Kya manmohak nazara tha.

Meri dekha dekhi baaki dost bhi wahan aa gaye. Aur meri dono beheno ki wahan jharne ke pani mein bheegte hue chudai honne laagi. Jharne ke behte paani ke girne ki awwaz aur beheno ki jor jor se chilate hue siskiya lene ki awaz.

Mahol ko bahut madak bana raha tha. Choot par lund takarne ki awaz. Mere dono beheno ki choot mein lund aise andar bahar ho raha tha. Hum saab kai baar jhaad chukke the.

Par dono ki choot ki pyas hai bhujja paana assan nahi tha. Pehle toh Pankhuri ki choot thi ab toh Nidhi ki pyas choot alag keher dha rahi thi. Kuch der aise hi sabne wahan jharne par mast chudai ka maza liya. Abhi 4 baaj raha tha.

Hum saab dost kapde pehen kar car ki aur jaane lage. Par Nidhi aur Pankhuri ab bhi jharne par letkar apni choot sehla rahe the. Unhe toh kisi baat ka hosh nahi tha.

Main – Nidhi Pankhuri kya yahin rehne ka irada hai kya. Challo resort par bhi jaan hai na. Vicky ke saath bhi toh Holi khelni hai na.

Ye baat sun woh turant aa jaate hai. Par main ab un dono ko ek dare deta hun. Main un dono ki ankhon par paati bhand dunga aur unhe car tak aise hi anna hai. Aur agar woh nahi aa payi toh fir resort tak aise hi ankhon mein paati bandh kar hi jaana padega.

Aur woh dono paati tab tak nahi khol sakte jaab tak main na kahun. Fir kya tha josh josh mein woh maan jaate hai. Aur main un dono ki ankhon par paati bandh kar car tak aa jaata hun.

Main jaan kar cheating karta hun. Ravi unki aise hi video banane lagta hai. Woh car ko khojte hue highway tak aa jaate hai. Main jaankar car ko bahut door le jaata hun. Taaki unhe dikhayi na dun.

Ravi ko jhadiyon mein chupkar unki recording karne ko kehta hun. Kya sexy lag rahi thi merei dono behene. Road par ankhon mein paati bhaat nangi catwalk karti hui chal rahi thi.

Karib 10 minute woh waise hi road par nangi hokar chalte rahe. Par fir haar maan unhone apni akhon se jaise paati hatayi. Toh dekha ki dur dur tak koi nahi hai. Dono ke chehre par daar saaf dikh raha tha.

Ek toh sunshan sadak upar se dono ke par kapde ke naam apr bass woh ankhon par bandhi patti hi thi. Bhalla usse apni choot kaise chupa patte.

Nidhi – Didi ye log kahan gaye. Ab hum kya karenge. Hamare pass toh kapde bhi nahi hai. Kisi ne hamen dekh liya toh.

Pankhuri – Haan na bhaiya ne ye kya kiya. Hamari choot nilam karwakar manenge lagta hai.

Fir woh udhar udhar dekh hi rahe the ki main car lekar aa gaya.

Main – Kyun daar lag raha hai kya. Tumne hi toh kaha tha Nidhi ki didi ki tarah nangi hokar highway par ghumna hai. Toh loh ho gayi tumahri khwaish puri.

Nidhi – Accha ji fir toh yahin road par hamari photoshoot bhi kardo bhaiya.

Aur aisa kehte hue dono road ke bicho bich beth jaati hai. Fir kya meri dono beheno ki wahan alag alga pose mein bahut si nangi photo leta hun. Kya scene tha woh.

Dono kabhi let kar toh kabhi khade hokar apni nude photoshoot karwa rahe the. Kuch der photoshoot ke baad Kiran un dono ko kich kar car mein aanne ko kehta hai. Aur apne upar betha leta hai. Aur hum resort ki aur jaane lagte hai.

Vicky ka phone ab bhi band aa raha tha. Lagta hai resort par network nahi aa raha hoga. Hum haar saal Holi par Vicky ke resort par jarur jaate hai. Hamein pata tha ki woh wahin hoga. Par kamine ne aaj ek call nahi kiya.

Resort par pahunchte pahunchte bahut der ho jaati hai. Aur ab andhere ho chukka tha. Hum saab Nidhi ki jism se khelne mein itne busy the ki parking par khadi gadiyon par hamara dhyan hi nahi gaya.

Resort ki gate par koi nahi tha. Maine gaadi resort ki gate par laga diya aur. Fir kya saab Nidhi aur Pankhuri ko goad mein uthakar anadar le aaye. Nidhi aur Pankhuri dono ab bhi puri tarah nangi thi.

Hum saab jaise hi under pahunche toh dekha ki wohi chef hai. Vicky pure nashe mein dhut unse baate kar raha tha. Wahan DJ bhi baaj raha tha.

Vicky ne jaise hi humeh dekha toh khussi se hamein party karne ke liye pook ke pass le gaya. Usne ye dekha bhi nahi tha ki Nidhi aur Pankhuri bhi wahan hai aur woh bhi nange.

Hum jaise hi pool ke pass pahunche toh hamare hosh thikane aa gaye. Wahan 30-4o log Holi ki party kar rahe the. Saab ke saab nase mein dhut hokar party kar rahe the. Wahan kuch dancers bhi thi.

Hum jaise hi wahan pahuche sabki nazar meri dono nangi beheno par pad gayi. Fir kya tha. Saab beheno par toot pade. Hamne kisi tarah Nidhi aur Pankhuri ko unke haaton se bachaya. Aur under ek room mein le gaye.

Vicky bhi hamare saath room mein aa gaya.

Vicky – Ye kya hai Rajeev? Mujhe pehle se toh baatein ki 2 call girls ko lekar aa rahe ho.

Usne itni pi rakhi thi ki usne ye bhi nahi dekha ki woh Pankhuri aur Nidhi hai. Nidhi toh sharam se laal ho chukki thi.

Main – Abe thik se toh dekh ye meri behene hai. Koi call girls nahi.

Vicky – Woh teri! Hi welcome Nidhi. Welcome Pankhuri. Happy Holi. Sorry maine tum dono ko call girl samjha.

Aur aisa kehte hue dono ko gale lagane lagta hai.

Nidhi – Koi baat nahi Vicky bhaiya. Koi bhi hamen call girls hi samajtha. Hamen aise dekh kar.

Vicky – Par ab toh panga hogaya. Bahar saab call girls ki mang karne lage hai.

Hum saab jaise bahar gaye toh dekhte hai ki saab thod phod kar rahe the. Aur call girls ko bulane ko keh rahe hai.

Ek toh kehta hai ki – chahe toh 10000 aur le lo par un dono nangi call girls ko dekhe bina woh nahi jayega. Saab amir logon ki party thi.

Vicky hamein lekar fir se undar aa jaata hai. Aur woh ab Nidhi aur Pankhuri ko bahar chalne ko kehte hai.

Vicky – Rajeev kya kehte ho. Tumhari dono beheno ko dekhne ke liya bahar atank machaya hue hai sabne. Log toh 10000 20000 dene ko taiyar hai. Kya bolte ho. 30-40 log hai. Gathe ka sauda nahi hai.

Main – Vicky, Haan na sauda toh ghate ka nahi hai. Par ye saab milkar kya haal karenge Nidhi aur Pankhuri ka. Mujhe toh soch kar daar lag raha hai. Pankhuri toh pehle bhi tine logon se chud chukki hai. Par Nidhi ko toh rulakar chodenge saab milkar.

Hum ye baaten kar hi rahe the. Nidhi aur Pankhuri hamari baaten sun leti hai. Un dono ki ankhon par abb bhi paati bandhi thi.

Nidhi – Kya hua bhaiya. Kyun daar rahe ho. Meri choot itni nazzuk nahi hai. Aur waise bhi main chahti thi ki ye Holi yaadgar baan jaye. Tu aab kyun daar rahe ho. Kyun didi chalogi na bahar. Aisa mauka doobara nahi milega. Challo na bahar jakar apni choot ki pyas bujhate hai.

Pankhuri – Le chalo bhai. Apki dono behene tyaar hai. Karlo hamari choot ka sauda. Apki behene kisko nirash nahi karengi.

Main – Le chalo jab behene chudai ke liye itni utavli hai. Toh kar lo inki choot ka sauda.

Fir kya tha. Vicky Nidhi ko apni goad mein uthakar party mein le jaata hai. Aur main Pankhuri ko. Meri dono behen puri nangi hokar sabke bich khadi thi. Main unke ankhon se paati bhi haata deta hun.

Woh dono puri nangi 40 logon ke bich khadhi thi. Saab laar tapkate hue behen ko ghure ja rahe the.

Vicky – Lo bhailog aa gayi apki call girls. Aaaj raat ke liye ye apki. (Aur aisa khente hue woh dono beheno par fir se champenge udane lagta hai.) Bas pehle payment counter par jamma kar dein.

Fir kya tha. Meri dono behen randiyon ki tarah paise lekar chudwane ko tyaar thi. Maine toh sapne mein bhi nahi socha tha ki main apni beheno ka sauda karunga. Par main kush bhi ho raha tha.

Ab Nidhi chahti thi aise Holi khelna tab ab sabke saath khuleam Holi khelne wali thi. Fir dono behene ab stage par nangi hokar nachne lagi. Sab siti markar unka hosla bahate.

Fir ek ek kar log behen ke paas aate aur koi unhe goad mein uthata toh koi unki chuchiyon ko dabata. Ek ne toh behen ko 500 ka note dikha apni or bula liya. Nidhi bhi nachti hui uske paas gayi aur uske goad mein beth gayi.

Us admi ne fir dusra note dikhya aur ab Pankhuri bhi uski bahoon mein. Woh baari baari se dono ki chuchiyon ko chusne laga. Woh meri aur dekh kar aisa kar raha tha. Taab jakar meri nazar uske chehre par padi.

Woh koi aur nahi woh wohi petrol pump ka malik tha. Jisne Pankhuri ko nanga kar din ke ujjale mein highway par ghumaya tha. Main pehle toh daar gaya. Par fir sochne laga ke itne logon ke bich woh kya hi kar lega.

Petrol pump malik – Kyun re meri patlu kutiya. Pehchana ki nahi?

Pankhuri ne jaise hi usse thik se dekha woh bhi pehchan gayi. Aur Nidhi bhi.

Malik – Saali kitni badi kutiya hai re tu aur ab toh ye teri behen bhi call girl baan gayi. Accha hai dekh aaj kaisi chudai karte hai tum dono ki. Aaj tum dono ko randi na bana diya toh kehna.

Fir meri dono beheno par toh chudai ka bhut sawar tha. Woh dono uthi aur fir se dance karne lagi. Fir kya tha ek ne toh sabke samne hi Nidhi ko stage par letakar uski choot chatne laga.  Fir ek ki dekha dekhi saab beheno par toot pade.

Agle hi paal Nidhi ko do log milkar khaa rahe the. Ab un dono ki khuleam chudai chalo ho gayi thi. Pankuri ko toh ek na pool mein daal diya. Aur 5-6 log uske saath pool mein the.

Woh log usse goad mein utha uthakar apne lund par khuda rahe the. Pankhuri ko boobs ko aise dabakar chus rahe the ki maane uska sara raas aaj hi pe jayenge. Kya madmast chudai ho rahi thi meri dono beheno ki.

Main bhi unki aisi chudai ka video banane laga. Kuch der aise hi chalta raha. Jiska jaise maan karte meri behene aisa hi karti. Koi table par toh koi pool mein lejakar unhe ji bhaarkar chodta.

Raat ke 11 baaj gaye the. Aur 2-3 ghanteon se beheno ki lagatar chudai chal rahi thi. Wahan sayad hi koi aisa hoga jisne dono ko choda nahi hoga.

Ab toh Vicky se bhi raha nahi gaya. Usne toh dono beheno ko kutiya ki tarah apne ghutno par anne ko kahan aur dono ke baal pakad patte ki tarah pakad liya. Woh dono ab ek paltu kutiya ki tarah chal rahi thi.

Vicky un dono ko beach par le gaya. Vicky ne dono ko beach par hi lehron ke beach le jakar chodne laga. Vicky ki dekha dekh hamne bhi behti ganga mein haath dho liya.

Nidhi ko maine bhi beach par bighte hue chodne laga. Ab raat ke ek baaj raha the. Aur abb baaki sare guest jaane lagee. Par woh petro pump ka malik jaate hue mujhe kehta hai.

Malik – bhai kism at se asi behen milti hai. Kya kismat hai teri teri chotti behen bhi kaam nahi hai. Maza aa gaya. Kabhi lekar aao usse bhi.

Main koi jawab nahi deta . Aur woh bhi haskar wahan se chala jaata hai. Kuch der mein baas hum 6 dost wahan par bach jaate hai. Aur woh chef bhi.

Fir kya tha. Humsaab toh pehle hi dono ki chudai karke thak gaye the. Woh chef hi tha jisne ab tak Nidhi ki choot ka swad nahi chakha tha.

Hamne bichare ko kuch der ke liye beheno ka pass beach par le gaye. Pankhuri ki toh usse dekh kar hi halat kharap honne lagi. Akhiri baar use raat bhaar jaise choda tha chef ne koi bhi ladki daregi hai.

Par fir bhi Pankhuri ne himat se kaam liya aur. Par fir bhi chef ne Pankhuri ki chikhe nikal di. Pankhuri ki ankhon se ansu beh raha tha. Chef ka mota lund ab bhi Pankhuri ki choot ki acche se thukai kar raha tha.

10 minute Pankhuri ko chodne ke baad uski nazar Nidhi par padi. Woh jaane laga toh ulta Nidhi ne hi usse rok liya. Aur uske samne letkar apni choot usse dikhane lagi.

Itni chudai ke baat bhi usse aur chudai chahiye thi. Hum saab daar rahe the ki Nidhi toh us african ko dekh kar hi bhaag jayegi. Par ye toh ulta usse apni chudai ke liye uksa rahi thi.

Fir kya tha Nidhi ki jor jor se chilanne ki awaz se beach gunj utha. Woh jor jor se chilate hue uss chef se chudwa rahi thi. Ham saab ab usse gher kar khade ho gaye. Aur Nidhi ka hosla bhadhane lagee.

Nidhi ka chilanna thoda kaam hua aur ab woh chudai ka maza lene lagi. Chef ne apna sara pani Nidhi ki choot mein nikaal diya. Kya chudayi hui thi Nidhi ki. Woh chef bhi Nidhi ki tarif karne laga. Aur ussne Nidhi ko kiss kiya. Aur wahan se challa gaya.

Main – Kyun Nidhi aaj yahin rukna haain ki ghar chalogi. Toh yaad rahegi na aaj ki Holi.

Nidhi – Haan bhaiya. Ye toh meri best Holi thi. Didi ka haal kaisa hai. Meri toh choot dard karne lagi hai. Ab samjho didi kyun is chef se chud kar shart haar gayi thi. Ye toh kisiki bhi choot ki pyas bhujha sakta hai.

Pankhuri – Maine toh kaha tha. Woh kisko bhi rula sakta hai. Par kya Holi thi Nidhi maza aa gaya.

Fir kya hum saab raat wahi beach par bitate hai. Nidhi aur Pankhuri raat ko wahin beaach par waise hi nangi hokar so jaati hai.

Toh iss tarah maine apni beheno ko paise lekar chudwaya tha. Aur aaj acch kamayi bhi hui thi. Apko meri dono beheno ki ye madmast chudyai kaisi lagi comment mein jarur batayein.

“Are you sure, son?” asks Sunil, looking at Savi.

“Yes, you don’t need to look at Mom for her permission.” Kishen goes over to Savi, takes the one remaining panty (Usha’s) from the box and places it on his Dad’s empty hands.

“Come, Maa, let us watch the film,” he says, unknowingly rubbing his fingers (the hand that momentarily held the panty of his goddess) under his nose. His subconscious hoped to smell even the smallest trace of Usha’s aroma. Unfortunately, he couldn’t pick up any smell.

“If you say so,” says Sunil as he shifts his attention back to TV. With his eyes on the TV, Dad wasted no time in taking a beer bottle and popping it open with his mouth. He began sipping it while taking sniffs out of the panty—as though it was a side dish to go with the beer.

“You’re making it very hard for Kishen,” says Savi as she proceeds to sit next to Sunil, sticking her body to his. “Come, Kishen. Don’t look at your horny Dad. You’re doing a good job keeping the promise. We’re proud of you. Take your beer and rest on my lap. Let’s watch the movie.”

Soon enough, the ship-tip kissing scene of Jack and Rose comes up. Savi keeps her hand in Kishen’s eyes, blocking his view, just like she’d do in the old days when anything remotely sexual popped up on the screen. Kishen chuckles and moves her hand away.

“You still think that seeing them kiss will corrupt me? After everything I witnessed and did?” asks Kishen.

Savi and Sunil break a shy chuckle.

“No, I don’t want you to get aroused and break the promise you made to Manoj sir,” says Savi.

“Aren’t you feeling awkward seeing them kiss?” Sunil asks.

“Are you serious, Dad? You are openly sniffing Usha Aunty’s panties, sitting right next to me and Mom. That ought to be more awkward than seeing Jack and Rose kiss on TV.”

Sunil laughs, fueled by the mild buzzing high from the beer.

“Would it be awkward if we discussed sexual things? Or even joke about it?” asks Sunil.

“I don’t think so. We’re adults, aren’t we, Dad?”

“Well then, here is a revelation. When your Mom covered your eyes to hot scenes on TV, she used to caress my dick simultaneously with the other hand,” Sunil says.

Kishen laughs. “Wow, I had no clue,” says Kishen. “Are you caressing Dad’s dick right now, Maa?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Well, we just don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable. Especially since you’re reeling from your conflicted state of mind,” says Sunil.

“But I don’t want to stop you two from being affectionate,” Kishen says.

“You can’t stop us. We’ve mastered the skill of stealing kisses and doing other hanky panky even with you right around the corner,” says Savi.

“Really? Give me some examples.”

“Well, many times, when you used to study, watch TV, wait for dinner or be around in the house, Dad used to sneak onto me and kiss me,” says Savi.

“Or lift her maxi, slide my hand under her chaddi and caress her pussy,” says Sunil.

“Or motor board me or shove his cock into my mouth,” adds Savi.

“Yeah, part of the thrill was not getting caught by you,” says Sunil.

“I am sorry it won’t be thrilling anymore now that I know.”

“Well, I’m sure it will be more thrilling when you watch,” Sunil blurts.

“Shh, shut up, Sunil,” Savi says, trying not to get Kishen horny again. But the damage had been done. The Mom and Dad could see Kishen struggling to lie with the sudden bulge in his shorts.

Sunil chuckles.

“What is it, Dad?” asks Kishen, wondering if they saw his bulge.

“You may be an adult by age, but you’re still naive like a child.”

“Why do you say so?”

“Because you didn’t understand the promise you made,” Savi says.

Kishen recalled Manoj sir saying the same to him earlier. For a moment, he wondered what he meant. And then the realization hit him like a train.

“My God! Why THE FUCK didn’t I think about it?” Kishen asks aloud, not hesitating to use the F word for the stark realization he made. “I promised not to masturbate. I didn’t promise not to have sex!”

Savi and Sunil burst out laughing.

Kishen instantly gets up from Savi’s lap, keeps the beer bottle on the floor and announces, “I am going to sleep in Usha Aunty’s house today.”

“Enjoy,” replies Savi and Sunil.

Kishen reaches right outside the door to Usha Aunty’s flat. Just as he is about to ring the doorbell, he notices through the door’s peephole that Usha aunty has switched off the lights.

“They must’ve gone to sleep,” he thought, and a part of him didn’t want to disturb them. “What if she’s just lying on the bed? What if she’s stroking Ramesh uncle on the bed as he is sniffing Deepti Aunty’s panties? Would I be intruding on them? What if she is not in the mood? I am not really supposed to go and ask her for hand sex without telling anything in advance, right?”

He stood there wondering for several minutes. His sense of manners battled with that of his horniness.

“I have held on this long. One more night won’t be a problem. I will speak to her in the morning and take an appointment to fuck the brains out of my goddess,” Kishen thought and walked back to his flat.

He opened to door to his flat. He saw Sunil sitting on the sofa masked with Usha Aunty’s panty and moaning with his eyes closed. His mother was on all fours on the sofa, blowing him. Her bare ass was staring at Kishen. Sunil had pulled her nighty over to her hip level.

Engrossed, the parents noticed the son’s presence only after they heard him close the door behind him.

“Shit, we’re sorry, Kishen. We thought you’d be at Usha’s,” Savi said as she stopped blowing Sunil and began to adjust her nightie.

“Freeze!” was all that Kishen could utter. Pausing in their position, Savi and Sunil looked at their son.

Kishen stepped towards them, bent over to his mother’s ass-level, and gripped both of her (ass)cheeks with a loud smack. He spread them apart and took a deep long deep breath sniffing the aroma of her wet pussy. He then begins inserting his fingers inside her.

“Ooh…Ahh…Wait! Stop, son! Are you sure about this?” asks Savi.

“We don’t want you to feel guilty later,” adds Sunil.

“Mom, Dad, ‘live and let live’,” Kishen responds and proceeds to lick his Mom while fingering her. Moaning, Savi goes back to blowing Sunil. Rhythmic moans of the father, the son, and the mother fill the room for several minutes.

Kishen begins to feel uncomfortable on his back for having bent for a while, which Savi senses.

Savi gets up and makes Sunil and Kishen strip (allowing Sunil to wear ‘the mask’). “Let us take it inside,” she announces. She pulls her hubby and son by their dicks and guides them to the bedroom.

Savi makes Kishen and Sunil lie diagonally on the bed. Their butt-cheeks touching at the diagonal’s midpoint (centre), and their dicks standing erect like the twin towers. She playfully gets up on the bed on all fours. She grabs and tosses one pillow each to her son and hubby.

They can watch her in action comfortably without straining their necks. She naughtily makes eye contact with her hubby and son looking at her with full-on hornified anticipation from either direction. Resting each of her forearms on their lower abdomens for support, she grabs their dicks and begins stroking.

The Dad and son spiralled away in pride and pleasure as she admired and praised their cocks with her pouty kisses, lip-smacking smooches, devout deep throats, and affectionate tongue play. She dipped and snuggled the tip of her tongue in their pee-holes.

While Kishen’s young dick was oozing precum, Sunil’s saliva-wet, girthy hairy cock wasn’t oozing as much. The Dad and son watched in awe and pleasure as Savi began to literally talk to the cocks—calling them ‘junior sir’ and ‘senior sir’. As though they were two puppets in the hands of a wicked young girl.

“Oh, looks like ‘senior sir’ could borrow some juice from ‘junior sir.’” she says in a playful tone. She begins rubbing Kishen’s cock-head over his Dad’s. The men’s minds were momentarily repulsed by what Savi was doing. But their horniness gave in to the heavenly sensation.

The Dad and son had to clutch hard onto the bed sheet in pleasure. The mother-cum-wife took both their dick tips into her mouth and began smearing her spit over their pre-cum glistened tips. Her lips, tongue, and inner cheeks ensured the fluids were mixed and applied near-uniformly.

Kishen had been sealing his temptations despite his raging young hormones. He couldn’t help but moan louder than his Dad. “Looks like Junior sir is a bit of a noisemaker,” says Savi. “No problem, we have the solution for that,” she adds.

She grabs away Usha’s chaddi, masking her husband’s face. She then stuffs it fully into Kishen’s mouth to “shut junior sir up.” Savi then continued to treat her two puppets with her hands and mouth. They were as sloppy as butter and hard to grip.

“Ok, junior sir and senior sir, it’s time to meet your assistants. They’re two hot twin sisters,” Savi says with a sexual urge in her tone. She kneels back and removes her nightie in an instant. Her tits were a feast to the men’s eye. They’ve seen the ‘PAs’ before.

But they each felt like Jack when Rose showed her tits to him for the first time. Taking her own sweet time, she rubbed each of her nipples around every millimetre of their dick tips. She ran the tips of her hardened nipple over their pee-holes and tried to push it in.

Her cleavage was already sweaty and wet. She generously lubricated the passage with her spit and began tit-fucking the slippery cocks. Despite it straining her back, she kept the pace. She increased it only to stop just before two men were about to cum.

It took the Dad and son a while to come back to their senses. When they opened their eyes, they saw Savi on her knees, panting with her hands on her hips. She looked at each of them with a victorious smile. Her lips and chin were glistening with the fluids she’d been mixing.

“I will lick those juices right off your face, Maa,” says Kishen.

“I was just about to say that,” says Sunil.

“Ha ha, like father like son. But why go for the juice when you can taste the nectar?” says Savi. She digs her hands into her crotch and scoops out long, sticky threads of her cum. With a welcoming smile, she extends each of her hands to their faces.

Sunil and Kishen sit up instantly and lick up every bit of the slimy web on and between her fingers. They generously mouth her hands, bobbing their heads up and down each finger. Savi oozes more cum which she scoops and spreads on her areola and nipple.

The Dad and son needed no more welcoming. They lean over and slurp on her breasts, one tit for each. In pleasure, her hands began to push the back of their heads firmly against her tits. She also senses a sense of sexually charged urge from her hubby and son.

In sync, they begin fingering her vigorously while pushing their faces on her cheeks. Kishen and Sunil then pushed their faces on either side of her face and neck, licking and kissing every inch. Their mouths ran through her earlobes, forehead side, cheeks, and neck.

Their fingers battled in and over her crotch for more territory. Savi kept up their competitive spirits flowing by stroking their cocks. Savi was going in and out of heaven. But pleasurable discomfort seeped in. Hubby and the son began using their hands to forcibly turn her head in their direction to devour her lips.

After a point, she pushed them away from her face and stood up on the bed with her legs spread apart. Dad and son instantly adjusted their positions to bury their faces in her ass and crotch. Kishen took her from the front and Sunil from behind.

They continued shoving their faces at her bottom by spreading her pussy lips and ass cheeks with their hands. Savi could feel Sunil’s thick moustache brushing against her asshole and Kishen’s facial hair pricking on her pussy. Their oral action gradually synced.

Her shivering legs elevated her body, supporting it only by the toes. And before she could lose balance, the Dad and son catapulted her to an orgasmic peak. Savi squirted explosively with a loud moan. Kishen and Sunil pushed their heads against each other, trying to get their share of the dripping water.

Savi’s collapsed her ass on the bed, reeling from her orgasm. Kishen and Sunil sat back, too, panting as though they just finished a competitive sprint. The three look at each other and smile—tired but not tired for more.

Savi sees in Kishen a much stronger urge to own her. The beast in him wanted to her all by himself. Just as he sensed she was ready for the next round of action, he pulled her hand hard toward him.

SLAP!

It took a few seconds for Kishen to process that his mother just slapped him tight. With a big O on his face, he looked at her, wondering if she was angry or kinky. The beast in him fled to oblivion. She wasn’t angry, he could confirm. But neither did she appear to be BDSM-kinky like Deepti aunty.

She brought her face close to his and began stroking his dick to keep him horny. Her stern expression kept him attentive. The mother was keeping her son in line sexually!

“Never forget that I am your Dad’s whore first. Respect his presence and authority, even when he may not demand it,” Savi says. “I am not saying you can’t get bold and pushy like a beast – it is fun. But there also has to be that unspoken courtesy. Understand?”

Kishen nods.

“Good boy,” Savi says and kisses him on the cheek. “Go to the corner of the bed and watch us so that your raw urge returns and you learn to tame it,” she orders.

The parents make him watch from the corner of the bed as they fuck in slow-paced doggy style, facing him. They occasionally smile at him, which his horny self interprets as an invitation to the indulgence. He fights the urge to get up from the corner and shove his dick into her vacant mouth.

“Oh, Kishen, we wanted to tell you about ‘keeping the courtesy’ early on, but you were staying aloof,” says Savi while being pounded.

“So, it is part of ‘the talk’ that Manoj sir was referring to?” asks Kishen.

“Yes,”

“What else is there that I should know?” asks Kishen.

“Apart from courtesy, there is also patience. It’s very important. But you’ve already mastered it,” Sunil says, pounding Savi.

“How so?”

“If you didn’t have patience, you would have gone and disturbed Usha aunty. But you controlled yourself and came back thinking she might be sleeping. Did I guess it correctly?”

“Yes, Dad.”

“I’m…no…we’re proud of you, Kishen,” says Savi.

Having charged up their lusty fire in the slow-paced doggy style, the parents change position. With pure affection for one another, Savi and Sunil engage in variants of kissing, cuddling, mutual masturbation, 69 position spooning, missionary, prone bone, and woman-on-top.

They neither went too fast (like what Kishen expected from his porn exposure) nor too slow. Their pace was ‘just right’ for them. Forgetting Kishen’s presence, like two butterflies playing catch, the couple hovered their indulges at various places in the bedroom.

Kneeling on the floor, Sunil licked clean Savi’s entire bottom line. She sat spread on the chair in the bedroom. She then returned the favour by rimming him after having him seated and his legs spread on the chair. The sweat from their bodies imprinted on the wall as they fucked, leaning against it.

The change in positions and shift in locations was smooth. It was as though both their bodies knew when to stop, change and proceed to prolong the pleasure. Their union resembled closest to what he saw as ‘passionate sex’ in movies (not porn).

That night, Kishen truly understood why sex was called ‘lovemaking’. He couldn’t help but feel proud at the fact that his very existence is proof of their lovemaking. Witnessing the ‘true love’ perspective to sex, he hoped and prayed that he, too, be blessed with a wife like Savi.

The couple eventually circled back to the bed. Savi and Sunil notice Kishen looking at them and smiling with utter affectionate admiration.

“How was it?” Sunil asks, panting but smiling.

“I have no words,” Kishen responds.

Sunil extends his hand to Kishen, pulls him to the centre of the bed, and goes on to sit in the corner where Kishen sat. “It’s your turn now,” he says.

“I hope I will someday be able to love a girl like how you love Mom, Dad,” says Kishen.

“And she will be the luckiest to have you as a husband. I hope she’s as kinky as we are,” says Savi.

“I will make sure she is,” says Kishen.

“Like how Neethu ensured Prateek was…” says Sunil.

“…but remember Kishen, never manipulate her or go behind her back. Love has to be anchored by sacrifice if that is what it demands,” adds Savi.

“I’m not sure I fully understand, Maa,” Kishen says.

“You will, in time, as you mature. Now, fuck me,” Savi orders.

“Yes, Maa, all me or anyone else other than Dad can do is fuck you or pleasure you. I understood today that only Dad can make love to you,” says Kishen.

“And I will always be internally grateful for that,” Savi says, spreading her legs for her son.

To her and Sunil’s surprise, Kishen ‘closes’ her spread legs with his hands.

“Come on, Dad. Together, let us show our gratitude to Maa for all that she’s been and done for us.” In courteous cordiality, the Dad and the son begin to worship the wife and mother. They start from her feet, kissing their way up to her forehead.

In no particular order, their tongues then graze and tease her groin, navel, under boobs, areola and nipple, armpit, neck, and earlobes. In the process, they affectionately mouthed and bit her toes, calves, thighs, folds in her hip and tummy, side boobs, chest, chin, lips, nose and eyebrows.

Eyes closed in utter pleasure, every hair in Savi’s body stood up. She then felt two pairs of hands doing free rounds across various parts of her aroused body. She graciously and eagerly licked and mouthed every finger of each hand that came close to her face.

She didn’t feel even a trace of the selfish masculine competitive urge that she had previously experienced. The vibes she got were that of the pure, generous outpouring of the masculine’s affection for the feminine. The son held up the Mom’s legs in support as the Dad fucked her.

The Dad helped the son ass fuck the Mom by spreading her cheeks. They double penetrated her, fucking her in her ass and pussy, and then switched holes. They spit-roasted her, with Kishen fucking her mouth while Sunil pounded her from behind. And then switched places.

Kishen helped his Dad carry his mother in the air while he fucked her. Kishen then fucked her standing on the floor. She lay on the bed on top of Sunil’s body for added elevation. Savi came more than a few times.

Sunil and Kishen tested the patience of their horny dicks by changing their positions or taking breaks on the verge of cumming. Eventually, the Dad and son cummed midst of a switch-and-fuck. Kishen filled his cum in her pussy, and Sunil, her ass.

Savi wasted no time in licking clean both their softening dicks. She then scooped with her hand their creampie leaking from her bottom and licked it clean. Having had one hell of a threesome ride, the trio then went on to have a fun-filled post-sex bath.

After changing the bedsheet, they slept naked, with Savi in the middle and Kishen and Sunil sticking their bodies to her from either side. Their hands and legs crisscrossed under the king-sized blanket as they quickly drifted to sleep.

Waking up first the following morning, Kishen stared blankly at the rotating ceiling fan. He lay next next to his parents who were still sleeping.

“I’m a bloody hypocrite madarchod all over again,” he began to think. But his mind then began to nudge him with Manoj sir’s words. “There’s no need to be guilty of consensual sex,” he reaffirmed. “But still, I’ve committed incest frowned upon by society,” his mind contradicted.

Kishen noticed that his guilt wasn’t as intense as before. He thanked Manoj sir in his mind as he continued to assess the nature of his guilt. And that’s when the next big realization hit him. Kishen finally understood what Manoj sir meant when he said, ‘witnessing history repeat itself.’

Manoj sir was referring to the guilt that puberty-struck boys feel after their first masturbation. Many vows to not masturbate again but give in to pubescent hormones. The guilt trip cycle repeats but lessens in intensity gradually as they realize it’s nothing more than a harmless indulgence. Kishen’s case was no different.

“Incest? I guess it’s just a matter of getting used to, as long as it is consensual. Besides, I have a buffet of options for sexual indulgence, even if I bar incest. Who the fuck gets that kind of luck?” he told himself with a sense of clarity. It finally put his mind at ease for good.

In the days that followed, Kishen showed Manoj sir that he finally understood the promise. He fucked Deepti in beast mode while cuckolding Manoj sir. He gave Kishen the clearance to masturbate at will.

Later, Kishen would sleep over at his goddess Usha Aunty’s house a few times with as well as without Ramesh’s uncle. In his home, sometimes it would be just him and Savi indulging in a quickie, usually after he returned from college.

Sometimes, he’d happily give his parents their alone time, especially when Sunil returned from office. Kishen occasionally took sweet revenge on his Dad by sneaking into Savi. Threesomes were rare but ceremonious.

Even rarer were the crossovers between the neighbours. Most times, nothing sexual happened in any home. The circle never gathered as a whole. Everyone, including Kishen, was busy or not in the mood. There’s much more to life than sex. Thankfully, the panty box was always at his disposal.

To be continued. Feedback: [email protected].